"…each day I take to the roads as a beginner, a child, a poet. Seeking the innocence of the beginner, the wonder of the child and the vision of the poet. Hoping for new appreciation of the landscape, a new perspective of my inner world , some new insights on life, a new response to existence and myself.

There are times, more often than the good times, when I fail. I never do pierce the shield. I return with a shopping list of things to do tomorrow. The miraculous has gone unseen. The message has gone unheard. I have had one of those loveless days on a lovely day for love.

Still, there is always the chance I'll have beginner's luck. And this run, this hour, this day may begin in delight and end in wisdom."
Dr. George Sheehan

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Micah True a.k.a. Caballo Blanco

I read shocking news this morning. Caballo was found dead on Sat in New Mexico.
The synonym and epiphany of a true ultramarathoner. The free soul of running. A paradox of life, - Living in and feeling safe in Barranca del Cobre, Mexico only to die in New Mexico, US.

Micah may your soul always be free!
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