Sliding Doors

Met up with Ian and his friend Mattea (sp?) this morning in what may be a regeneration of Club West Philly. The morning was a bit chillier but still comfortable as I initiated them into the CWP ritual otherwise known as the Acme loop. Mattea actually looped around on Parkside when we hit Belmont, and Ian and I kept going, blathering about the usual stuff, which means everything, and fawning on another gorgeous sunrise seen through chain link fence and barbed wire by Overbrook High.

Towards the end of our run by 49th St. a pickup truck comes barrelling out of a driveway maybe two yards in front of us. If he came out five seconds later (or we were five seconds faster) we would have been flattened. So that tarrying a little at the Lancaster Ave. intersection or slowing down for the sunrise may have saved us. The conversation then went to happenstances of fate and how little acts and happenings proceed to lead to unexpected returns.

Ran a 39th St. loop after leaving Ian to put me over 10 miles for the morning. Might tack on a little afternoon run as well. 10+ miles in 85:53.