3 miles

. i guess it’s silly to be totally smitten with a track. like miles are miles, tracks are tracks. just a 400 meter oval. but the scottsdale track has so many memories. accidentally hanging with the world’s best decathlete. worshipping the dartmouth gazelles. miles and miles and miles. hot weather and cold. except maybe the cold. i ran 3 miles on it today, and it was like reuniting with a former love. we are staying two days here, and it’s supposed to be 85 tomorrow. mo is seeing friends, which means i have the day to renew my affair. joy. not as much joy as a new pair of ghosts, but still. love is where you find it. even on a little track on the edge of a navajo reservation in central arizona.


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