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remembering the days
my light body on winged feet
running forever 🦊❤️
I was walking in Morris Arboretum yesterday. There is a beautiful monument and sculpture of Mercury. I stood for quite awhile looking at it, especially the winged feet on Mercury’s thin body. I thought fondly of my days of running sub-three hour marathons and occasional “runner’s high” experiences. Of all of the “Dans” I have been over my lifetime, being a runner is most deeply embedded in my being. Everything changes… 🦊❤️