This morning was a beautiful morning, a perfectly clear and cool day. The race was to benefit the scholarship fund established in honor of Jeremy Herbstritt. It was well-run, and the "quaker hill" portion was punishing.
But why was I out there? Running isn't my primary sport, nor do I spend enough time on it to excel at it. Today it was enough to get out there on my recovering ankle, to push my recovering lungs, and to have a great time. At that I excelled.
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