acceptance.

i ran 6.3 miles today. a new route. it felt good to pound new pavement. really good. the kind of good that is filled with honey and dew and spring.

it was a perfect morning. mid 60s, breezy and it smelled like flowers. the sun hid itself for the first half of my run - behind slightly stormy clouds. but, on my way back, it showed its face - burning mine slightly. i guess it's freckle season for me again. i used to hate them. ugly. brown. flecks. i don't hate them anymore.