natural ryhthm

I used to run. When I quit dance and gained 15 lbs. I decided now was a good time in life to be ok with bulkey quads (better than bulky fat). I loved it. It was empowering, exhausting, aggressive, and gave me a sense of accomplishment. I loved driving the rout I'd run to find out how far I'd made it. I think my record was 17 miles...which for me is alot. It's funny that I only ran for myself after my knee surgury which eventually made it too painful for me to run consistently. I probably would have liked it alot durring those years when my dad was unemployed, my oldest brother was had dissapeared somewhere in Biola, Nick and Mum were depressed, and Daddy (besides being unemployed) had been diagnosed with Diabetes. I'm pretty sure Hannah was just being Hannah durring that period, obstinant and difficult as ever. I would have liked to run then too I think.
I got a dog that was half beagle. I didn't really think about the implications of this until I had her and she was healed from her bowel issues and ready to RUN!! And let me tell you she can run. She makes dogs at the dog park do laps with her...it's soo cute! Her head bobs and her legs reach for the next bound. She loves it. We usually walk daily, but lately I've realized it's not quite enough exertion for her, we come home and she still has enough energy to play with Fitz and ask me to throw the ball. Today we ran. Went down to water front, put on the headphones, found a pace and just went with it. (Marley is now taking a nap on the couch next to me = ) I thought it was funny watching the other runners. I can't run for any length of time without an outside tempo set for me (such as music). There were these two guys who were in front of me for a while who were in perfect sinc...perfect! Arms sway, shoulders rocking, exactly identical. I laughed thinking how long I work with my dancers to make them do even one combination in perfect sinc. (p.s. i don't know how to spell sinc, synk, sink) lol.
I started noticing that all around me there were people running to the same inaudible melody...the song playing on my ipod matched with everyone's natural rhythm...now, i know that's because a 2/4 is the rhythm of the heart (four chambers, 2 sounds) but still, it's pretty awesome. It makes me sad to think that people with so much in common (humanity) have such a hard time relating sometimes. Agreeing is not as important to me as understanding...we need to listen more to the other person's beat, and then maybe we'd realize what we have in common.
I like running