Sunday, January 31, 2010

Ran into friends this morning.

This morning we had breakfast at a local bagel shop. Within a few minutes another group of runners came in, damp and rosy and starving. They all stopped by our table on their way in and we stopped by their table on our way out. Companions on the road. Lifelong friends. With one exception in this morning's chance gathering, we have all done the New York City Marathon at one time or another. Some of us together. This morning I am struck by the tight kinship of running friends who share the secret the marathon teaches. We all know something that no one else in the bagel shop knows. It binds us to each other and to the infinite potential of the human spirit.

Feeling philosophical this morning. Must be the cream cheese. Or maybe it's gratitude.

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