Swarms of yellow and black butterflies have descended on the park near my house. Today, I counted 23 of them during my short five-mile run. I don’t mind their company. They make it seem as if I’m running through some sort of fairytale land. Their presence is also appropriate since I feel as if I’ve swallowed a few lately. (Figuratively, not literally.) Tomorrow, I will attempt to do something I’ve never done in all the years I’ve been running. I’m not sure whether I’ll make it, or if my body will cooperate, but I’m hoping the butterflies are a good omen.

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