I pushed the limits on running visibility this evening. (As Seattle’s long summer days quickly fade to mere hours of daylight, I have a feeling this will be an ongoing theme.) Anyway, I took my favorite route through the upper trails of Carkeek Park for my 8 mile fartlek run. I knew I was asking for trouble when upon entering the woods visibility was minimal. Well, obviously it only got worse. As I jogged along the trail wishing I’d eaten more carrots, I couldn’t help thinking about the book I’m reading “What is the What.”
The section I’m on at the moment is where the author is retelling his experience as a young boy travelling through the night with all the other Lost Boys of Sudan. Describing the fear and tactics that are unavoidable when facing the potential of being eaten by a lion at night.
The biggest potential danger I had on my run was tripping over a root! It’s hard to imagine how I would be or who I would be if placed in that reality those boys faced. Would I stand up and protect the young ones or would I selfishly do everything necessary to protect myself? Would I be brave in the face of danger or wet my pants? Would the real Mike please stand up?
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beats today: 8,800
my beats to date: 312,500
