. . . you start a run and feel OK
and
then feel better
and
then feel better than better
and
start to run fast and almost effortlessly and with the smooth intensity of a fine single malt
and
think about how big an ass McDougall is with his oft-stated belief that the Tarahumara are superior to us white folks because they enjoy running and we don’t and
how condescending that is (as David Brooks pointed out about “Avatar,” which I’ve not seen)
and
how idiotic it is to equate smiling with enjoyment and frowning with something less
and
how this is icing on the training-to-be-fast cake and
how this would be a good topic for a post if I could only come up with an angle for writing it.

Today was one of those days.

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