Today's run was a 12-mile jog at the Tobacco Heritage Trail. It netted 27, 627 steps. I face the challenges of life -- growing older, ever-changing relationships, the good and bad of being alive -- in the same way that I face the challenge of running. You know there will good patches and bad ones, and that neither lasts forever. I am gradually learning, with my own two feet, the meaning of triumph and failure, and the fleeting nature of both.
Have a wonderful day!