What a great day to be alive! Today the running clinic logged eleven miles. Best of all, we ran seven of them on the Alpharetta Greenway. Even with temperatures just at 40 degrees, the Greenway had moderate traffic. Our numbers as a clinic, however, had dipped. About a quarter of the initial group turned up for the morning long run. That notwithstanding, splashes of fall colors brightened the peaceful winding path along Alpharetta's Big Creek.
Sounds of rushing water and creatures of the ground and air made for a glorious morning. One magnificent twist of the course opens to an expanse with no trees. The sun shone above low-lying fog and made for a majestic image photographers would clamor to capture.
My tolerance for cold is very low. As I ran, my hands ached and my chest tingled. I tried to focus on the magnitude of phenomenal natural beauty. Sweat beaded and turned my already frigid body into an air conditioning coil and my lungs burned from breathing the chilly air. These physical sensations brought on by the cold served as grand reminders that I was, in fact, alive. How great it is! It really was a perfect morning to be alive (as are all the others).
Winter is on the way. Dress appropriately and enjoy the sensations of cold weather running.
Tom
* this piece was written in mid-November
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