At this time of the year during normal years people who have signed up to run fall marathons would be scampering and sprinting all in an effort to make up for the miles they neglected to run this summer.
Like squirrels frantically storing nuts marathoners would be hard at work trying bank miles. I know, I used to be one of those squirrels, I mean runners.
Frankly, it would be too late baby because these late additions to the mileage charts are too late to make any difference.
This year it doesn’t matter though as it seems nothing seems to matter anyway.
This is not to say that running through whatever this is we’re running through is only piling up wasted and unusable miles. Think of how insane you might be if you hadn’t run all summer anyway with no looming marathon in New York, Chicago, Philadelphia or Paducah if Paducah were to have its own marathon.
I’ve run more this summer than I have when I WAS training for a marathon although I have traded the tens and twelves for four and five mile runs on consecutive days.
It all adds up somewhere, wherever that big book of mileage is kept.
Not having a marathon entry that’s already been bought and paid for is a relief since I doubt there are any more marathons in my future anyway.
I run for me and that suits this squirrel just fine.
I’m hoping that next fall I see all those marathoners scurrying about. I really do.
You have no idea.