On light.
I spent this past weekend crewing two dear friends on a 100k walk. In the midst of a tumultuous time in my life while waiting to move into my new house I've been counting down the days and writing my thoughts on each on my Facebook page. This was my pondering with 41 days to go. ___ Ultramarathons that involve night running have the most incredible phenomenon that you'd never know about unless you've experienced it: you can tell where the route is from any given point along the trail because you'll see a conga line of headlamps dancing up hill and down dale for hours on end. Having never crewed anyone before, I've never experienced this from anywhere other than the tail end of that line, but at the weekend as I was waiting for my friends to arrive I watched this go on for hours from a distant hill. It was something to behold as a spectator for sure, but what struck me more than anything was the symbolic nature of that light - it cut straight through the darkness, s