6.4 miles with 3 at tempo pace today. It was a good run, but the highlight was my conversation the last mile. I caught up with a guy in full backpacking gear and figured that he must have just came down from the backcountry.
As we made our way down the trail, he told me his tale of woe. As the tale of hardship went on, it began to include a deep-seated paranoia. The Government was sending U2 spy planes to track him. They were wire-tapping his pre-paid cell phones. They had even fried his car's heater core by the strength of the satelites beaming his car's computer.
That's the kind of run that makes you glad for your marbles. Praying for this guy. He needs a touch from Jesus' own hand.
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