the stars of track and field

i've been having a bit of writer's block lately. i have lots of thoughts and things running through my head, and yet they just don't seem to come out how i'd like them to. they seem wrong or inaccurate or contrived once i get them onto the page.

i ran a great long run today. today i feel like a runner. it is cold and grey and rainy here and i ran fast and i ran far. i understand why people on cross country teams enjoy their fellow runners so much. it seems really nice to have someone who ran with you, someone who also got splashed when that van hit the puddle turning the corner, someone who ran with you in the middle of a busy road to get around those orange construction barrels, someone who was with you when the drawbridge finally went back down and you could continue on your way. i tell you about all of these things because here i run alone. you are my honorary teammates.

i have a great many things to do today before yo la tengo. i had better get a move on.