Cutting it close

I had a long post written and blogger dumped it. This is so frustrating, but I will attempt to write it again...damn!

I think it went like this...

It rained all night. This morning that lingering scent of fresh open air layered the hilltops and cast darkened shadows of grey.

The perfect opportunity had come. It looks like a perfect day to run.

But first I had to get something to eat (oatmeal), then I had to balance the checkbook (I was $37.33 off). By the time I was ready to go, I noticed my ipod was nearing death by battery failure. So, I plugged it into the charger and waited. After 10 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and decided to chance it. I hoped the sliver of power would be enough to keep me singing for the next 30 minutes.

I wasn't.
I also hoped the rain would hold off until I got home.
It didn't.

But almost!!- My music ended at the same time the sky opened up and let go...it was on the very last leg of my route, when I sprint to the finish line. Kind of neat actually. Hearing myself breath hard, kicking my butt, running as fast as I could in the peaceful stillness of the mountains, getting wet.

I ran backward Westville Trail, Pointed Rocks & American River Trail.
*reminder* "backward" is not meant that I literally ran backwards...it's how I describe which end of Westville I started on.

I can't describe to you, in any completeness, what it is like to be out there.
Up the hills, down the hills, the wind blowing in my face...threatning to steal my brown baseball cap.
For that little 30 minutes I am not anybody. I was never a child or an adult. I am just a being...breathing in and out, filling up a void, in this one second of life.

Music floods my soul and the sky never ceases to change. Wrapped in life and death, I watch the world bloom. I smile at the beauty of the innocent, newly born creatures emerging from their slumber.
It doesn't matter out here...what things I have to do or what bills I need to pay.

I think to myself...I feel good...I want to do this again.

Not exactly the same post...but close.