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one foot out of the nest
I’m sitting here in a cafe watching out the window as a parade of goslings march across the parking lot let by a gaggle of parent geese. They navigate the mostly empty asphalt in front of a not-open-at-8am restaurant, and then a couple minutes later are dashing out onto the main drive holding up the
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accidental distances
It was only a little accidental that I ran my longest run of the season yesterday. But heck, it wasn’t much to brag about either way: barely thirteen klicks all in. And barely one when it came right down to it. My running is not doing great these days. I mean, I have always had