Greetings from Iceland

Brrrrrrrrrrr
I thought it best I reclaim my blog, after the hijacking of the last post.
So I'm down in Melbourne and about to do an easy 16K or 10 miler with one week left before the Gold Coast Marathon. It's a bad habit to try and run a race before it starts, but sonething I do in my mind. It's a bit like The Cornball Runner, except for me it has me pacing my group next week. I have mental image of geese in formation, heading along the migration path, with runners instead of birds of course. I wonder if the leader of formation feels the pressure of leading the group? I do hope I don't make a goose of myself. Running along, during training, yelling encouragement to imaginary runners is probaly not a good start in that regard. Something to think about when sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky ...
Goose Out!

Labels: Given to Fly - Pearl Jam