An hour of nostalgic exercise made me very happy. Last fall during a reunion weekend in Decatur, GA I ran routes new and old across the first hour of morning light. This is the city where I first went out for street runs. Prior to that I had only been jogging on the high school track in Clarkston. Interestingly, lots of places, roads, and buildings had undergone some sort of change, closed or were just gone.
Overall the area had improved since I used to frequent it. Albeit my stroll down memory lane was not exactly the same, and who really expects that after 20 years? I found delight in the time I had spent there previously and in the moment. With regard to the changes, I, too, have changed over all this time. I hope mine has been mostly good as well.
Run and remember.
Tom
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