Sunday, April 27, 2008


Maybe it's the warm weather. Maybe it's burning off stress from being busy at work. Maybe it's time.

But I've been exercising like crazy.

Five hours of basketball last weekend. Two hours of b-ball and twenty miles of biking yesterday. Nine miles of running today through Central Park. Like I'm unconsciously training for a triathlon (without the swim part). Thankfully I gorge myself right afterwards - buffets and Korean BBQ definitely hit the spot.

When I was running today, about the midway point, I started feeling euphoric. The music in my headphones, the sweat soaking my shirt, and the light shining through the trees. I felt I could run forever (but of course, didn't; my knees were killing me as I finished the CP loop).

But I remember having these strange feelings and ideas (thankfully no visions, but they felt close). I realized (or maybe it was "revealed" to me :-P) that death is a painful, frightening experience, but it is a transition. The pain strikes, and then leaves. We remain, in some form. To where or what, I don't know. I wish had facts or experiments or something to prove this intuition, but at the same time I don't think data would make any difference.

I need to go running again.

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