Early, this morning I went out for a training run on New Smyrna Beach, Florida. Despite the Florida heat, there was a nice breeze off the ocean. It was my first long distance run in barefoot shoes and I felt filled with energy. As I ran in the morning silence, only five or six surfers were in the ocean and only a few people were walking or running the beach. At this early hour, I was full of energy. While I was running, I remembered running in Chicago, New York City, Miami and Michigan. Then, I remembered running in Geneva and Zurich, Switzerland, Paris, Vienna, London and Breda, Netherlands. I felt a part of the world – right sized. People like me often feel better than the world or far worse than the world, but rarely perfectly fitted in the world. When I run, I am neither at front or the end; I am just a guy running for kids in Africa. It’s bliss.
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