~4.0 mi @ ~9.6 min/mi

We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under
Whatever we deny or embrace, for worse or for better,
We belong, we belong, we belong together.

Pat Benatar sings Lowen & Navarro's song on the car radio just before the start of the "Spin in the Woods" 4 mile cross-country race. Perfection! Roadkill puts it on his mental tape-loop and enjoys it for the next 38+ minutes, dashing down hills, dancing over rocks, dodging mounds of manure on horse trails, and doggedly climbing long slopes. (Lowen & Navarro, it turns out are among BFF Mary Ewell's favorites too!)

"We're here, we're uninjured, we're running — it's a blessing!" Roadkill reassures a fellow racer stopped by a tree to retie and curse his shoe. The fellow gives thanks, concurs, then zooms ahead. Ken and Emaad banter before and after the event. Igor Lvovskyi says, "доброе утро!"

"Black and Tan? We were just talking about that!" remark two gentlemen at the mid-course aid station, where beer seems to be the conversational focus. The first time by they pretend to offer lager. "How about a Guiness Stout next time?" Official results put Roadkill in 1st of 4 in the 65-69 male cohort, 51st of 114 finishers behind 36 men and 14 women.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2019-04-20