This season, up to this point, I haven't experienced the perfect run.
Reading over my running journal from last year, I noted a few mornings where I used such terms as "amazing" and "unbelievable" to describe a particular run. Those runs were characterized by perfect weather, very little wind, brilliant sunshine, and a feeling that I could run forever, no matter how long, no matter how far.
And while I haven't experienced "perfection" yet this year, I would hate to miss it, and knowing it's still out there keeps me getting out of bed at 5:30 each morning.
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