Thursday, September 24, 2009

it's an Orca. Orca Bitte.

This morning I stepped outside, took a deep breath, and began my run. Every great day begins with a run, and this day felt especially great. The sun caressed my chilled skin, warming my very existence. With each step I took I could sense the cosmos aligning in my favor, fate smiling on my freckled face. My pace quickened as I pondered the majesty that was the world around me, and the power of positivity boosted every stride. How wonderful it is to be alive, I thought, how lucky I am to live this day. Nothing will conquer my spirits. And then i tripped.


  1. i admire that you run most mornings. though i love to run and am training, getting up is still a fight.

  2. Great post. You led me along making me resent your awesome day and then made me laugh. Hope it was still a good day though!


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