3 miles (11:05)

a light sprinkle. the same two guys i see every day. Fast Guy. tourists trying to take selfies that get both themselves and everything in a 2-mile radius. b-52s cruising for lunch. a magic fountain that’s not so magical now that it’s out of order for a couple of months. a guy in white headphones marching to the beat of a different drummer. a conjunta song that turns out to be reggae that turns out to be southern rock. a side wind that feels like a head wind both directions. one lonely flower for selena. that same stretch of sidewalk i’ve run so many times. my nemesis. my friend. my life. legs that think maybe we could do this after all. 3. 1 miles (11:05). the promise of sandy’s custard. a race just over the horizon. a veb on the way. dark clouds. light heart. a good day.


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