Clarity

9/25/2011

Every so often we get a glimpse of what the world has to offer. Everything makes sense and things flow smoothly. It’s the bumps in the road that help us appreciate the good times. It is through struggle that we make progress.

Since coming back to California, I’ve tried to maintain my discipline. For the most part I’ve balanced my writing and my training. What I have neglected is this blog. Perhaps it’s difficult for me to find adventures when I am in one place. I think this means I need to hit the road again. Of course I need to finish writing this book and I’ve got to make sure my children’s books are perfect. So for now, I will stay put and continue to work.

This morning when I ran down the mountain from the house that I’m inhabiting, I saw a fellow laying on the ground. It was within the first mile. Initially I considered leaving him be but then I reconsidered and stopped to ask him if he was OK. For all I know it could have been a dead body or someone in need of help. Fortunately, he was just a drunk. Maybe it’s unfortunate. I mean I’ve had my share of long nights out but I’ve never fallen asleep on the ground outside. It was pretty cold out as well.

What makes a person degrade themselves to that point? I can’t imagine giving up my dignity that way. Sure I had to sleep outside during my run but I pitched a tent at least. A person in that state can not be given help. Not if he doesn’t want it.

This little encounter fueled my run for the day. I’ve been putting in thirteen to sixteen miles each day. It’s about half the daily average of my Great Reading Run. I looked at the guy and a voice told me I need to get back to work. I ran an easy twenty today. I’m happy about it. I’m thinking I’ll hit the road again soon.