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Perched on high

Running summer mornings seems to prepare me for the fall and winter lows of dark and cold and slippery runs. The summer running is so comparatively easy it feels more majestic and my form seems taller and my results more pride-ful. I love fall for its weather and colour, winter for its brisk freshness
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I don’t know

When it comes to running success, I don't know how to get there. I have run long distances and have pushed through training programs, but I have only done short (5 and 10 kilometre) races. I keep training for the marathon that never is, never materializes. But I don't know Jack about how to do it
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Lights out

The fog in the mornings along the Atlantic coast means I've been wearing my little green light to be more visible for drivers on their way to or from work. Though there are very few cars on the go at 6 am around here, the light seems to be a wasted effort. Either they don't see my reflective gear,