Running

Well, I'm getting ready to go to Peru (see my other blog), so this will be short. I'm new to this, and it has become an interesting thought process trying to figure out what to write about. For some reason I've been thinking about this while I've been running. That's right. Running. With the 'team'. I bring up the rear, and occasionally abstain from conversation for a mile or so and think about lines to write: how to start off; what direction in which to take it; pictures with captions. (Actually, one team member came up with the idea for the Clawg.) Running in the woods, in Forest Park, brings me back to the simplicity of what my life needs. And yet it always teaches me something about myself. Outside. Interacting with that environment is natural, often subconscious, to me. Why do we build ourselves in? Why separate ourselves from the life from which we are a part?