Four minutes. At 5:45 am in Dublin,
Ireland I went out of my morning run. We had to be on the tour bus at 8:00, thus
I planned a short run to leave time for clean up, breakfast and to be out on
schedule. The weather of the morning was the best of the three days we had been
on the Emerald Isle. The sky was exquisitely clear. I was enjoying the run so
much that I didn’t notice I had gone four minutes over my turn around
time.
What a happy mistake that turned out to
be. I had just arrived at the bay, a glorious sight to behold. As the water
came into my field of vision it was like a great discovery. I was alone in the
dark and in unfamiliar territory when out of nowhere a great wonder appeared as
if only for me. I wanted to keep pushing forward, however, we were on an
organized bus tour with thirty other people. I had to turn back toward the
hotel.
I picked up the pace back to the hotel
and made it on the bus in plenty of time. The tour did not disappoint, we
visited the ruins of the Rock of Cashel the Port of Cork, Blarney Castle and
kissed the the famous stone. Our day ended in the lovely town of Killarney.
See things. Run.
Tom
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