Wednesday, October 20, 2004

The Best Short Run Ever

My childhood is great. I am glad to hear many of you also have a warm spot in your heart for the old fort building days. Amen!!! May those days never fade away.

Today I had another childhood, well, adolescent moment. Rain is great. It smells good, washes away the nasty smells on the concrete and all that good stuff. Back in the day I did a ton of running for the cross country and track team. Running in the rain was the best. Splashing around, mud, feeling the cold water on your face, AAAHH! Wonderful.

I had a break early in the morning when there was a brisk rain. So I went for a run.

The best part of running in the rain is running down the gutter splashing water all over. Yes, I am 28 years old and still splash in the water. Back in the day, I could splash water from a gutter, mud puddle, or any form of liquid in any direction up to 15 feet whenever I felt like it.

It is funny how things change cause when I was attending SHS, splashing your team mates with muddy water was fun and the only socially acceptable thing to do. When I went back to coach, it was the grandest party foul ever to splash people. You know what is more fun than splashing people with muddy water who want to be splashed? That is right. Those people who do not want to be splashed with muddy water. You guessed it. I splashed them and realized that almost 10 years out of high school, I still had my skills. 360 degree range of fire up to 15 feet. I was a force to be rekoned with.

Unfortunately today, my only running companion were the memories...Good ones.

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