February 18th, 2008
What Makes A Person Want To Run, And Why Few Will Ever Know The Joy Of Running
He stood there by the side of the track, looking sweaty and satisfied but dazed.
My teammates and I had just come back from a leisurely 10-mile run through the woods and along the banks of the Red Cedar River, and I felt compelled to wander over and ask, “Are you OK, man?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, but confused,” he answered, looking like he was at a loss for words. “I tried to tell my roommate what it’s like to be out here. Do you think he will ever understand?”