Rivulets of Thought

  Poor Gene Wilder died recently. He was one of my childhood heroes, Blazing Saddles being a lifelong favorite movie of mine. In the movie, Hedley Lamarr, forever being confused with Hedy Lamarr, stated, “My mind is a raging torrent, flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives.” And this is …

Rain and Love

Today’s run was wet, wet, wet. It feels good, though. I tell myself when I run not to think about my body, not to let it conquer my thoughts when there is tiredness or soreness. Instead my thoughts drift to other things. Then I feel light and springy, and running feels natural, as if I …