Let's hear it for thunder and lightening! I love it when the weather changes suddenly. It's so exciting. Last night the house shook and the windows rattled (a better light show is just one of the benefits of living close to the lake). It was thrilling. After the lightning passed, I opened the window and sat in the dark to listen to the rain and the new rush of the river. I am so ready for a change. Not that I don't love summer, I just love fall more. When I got out on to the trail this morning, it was still raining and the road was shiny black with rain. There were fallen branches everywhere, and the river was swollen with muddy water. The greens and yellows of the trees were intensified by the wet and softened daylight. Everything was so poignant and lovely in its own dying. The trail was deliciously lonely and as I ran along, I felt so ready to take on St. George. It's easy to feel that way when I only have 3 miles to run. I think it's the other 23.2 I'm sort of worried about.... | 