first light

slap slap slap slap slowly the world is emerging from its cloak of darkness dimly i see the road ahead all is silence around me the only sound my steady footfalls on the pavement slap slap slap slap then the birds begin to sing over my shoulder i can see the first brushstrokes of pink tinting clouds low on the horizon around me silent figures are emerging from the dark trees and houses and crops Read more…

sleep

june 2 day 24 27 miles total 621 at least i have 1000 of something! i spent my day almost pleasantly (ok, mostly pleasantly) walking thru the most amazing vineyards i have ever seen. mile after mile of grapevines stretching from erie (of which i finally got a glimpse) to a low ridge line to the south. it seems that the heat collected by the lake during the summer prevents frost from arriving until october Read more…

it exists!

between those buildings…. that blue is lake erie. it is not, after all, another new york myth (like the hills coming to an end, or the weather being perfect for the rest of the week) you have to blow it up to see, but erie is the dark blue piece at the very bottom.

you can’t see the lake! (2)

Carl Laniak wrote: >For some people following the schedule is half the fun. >For others, a schedule ruins the whole thing. >Flexibility can save an otherwise doomed run, but I don’t think laz is in that place. >To each his/her own! actually the schedule provides a point of focus and helps me keep moving when i am tired. right now i am about 3.5 miles from my scheduled location for today, and experiencing a bit Read more…