In my better moments, I dream of writing something important about the indivisibility of ‘spirit’ and body– of developing a kind of theology or philosophy of physicality, or of exploring what it means to be fully human. But then I read stuff like this from my old running buddy Steve, and realize that I’ve got a lot to learn.
1. Now I feel even worse about working him so hard on that first run…
2. But he definitely got over on me– read between the lines, and you’ll see that Steve is one of those exceptional runners who qualify for Boston in their first marathon.