When I go running I kind of make a game out of kicking stones out of the road. I like to think it is similar to that story about the boy who picks up starfish, painstakingly one at a time, and someone informs him he could never make a change there are so many fish and he says he made a difference for that. So I kick away and ponder, well I can't kick them all but screw it, I'll kick this rock right now.
This weekend we are camping in a natural place where the roads are covered in asphault and stones that are kind of sticking up from the packed down dirt. I am thrilled! I can't wait to get my kick on
I hope you don't mind these random ass thoughts.
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