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| "Horizontal beams ... into an October cornfield." |
After a long layoff from injury, the joy of today’s trail run is overwhelming. I feel an anticipation akin to what I used to feel when returning to college in the fall, or visiting my college boyfriend in the summer: excitement mixed with a “hurry-up-and-get-there” impatience.
I look at my watch; I am 5.5 miles into a 10k training run and realize I am going to best my




