
Leg 2; 5k Run..
… I run as hard as i can upon my season-long injured knee toward the leader, Ott. i feel tranced, as if in some weird white-man contortion of a corn dance, eating up asphalt beneath my flying feet and spitting out pranic corn bread. I dance this 5k softly with conscious breath. With Higher Protection from the care from the WF Deities, my body receives gracefully the impact of a hard 5k on asphalt and i only lose two places to two national class (and much younger) athletes as i enter the Bike Transition in 4th Place overall.
My Tibetan Teachers would say,” The world ends everyday in all sorts of Ways for many Beings in many Realms.”