Don't you crave that moment, when you realize that you've broken through to the next level? And isn't it incredibly sweet and delicious when you look around and suddenly realize that you *have* arrived at that moment?

I'm there. Right now. Today.
I'm trying to absorb every little ounce of this feeling, soak it up and make it count. (I know I'm in good company too, as it seems that one of my running partners, Michelle, is riding that same wave these days.)

All the forces of good in the universe have intersected for me: my ITB troubles are less and less each week; my coach and I have made marathon training fun, challenging, and with promising results; my fledgling writing efforts have earned me a place among great writers over at the Complete Running Network (CRN).

My interval workout this morning - 10x800 meters at 3:30-3:35 mpm each - was daunting, but not overwhelming. There was a momentary pause of 'Can I really do this?' as I pushed off the line for the first one, but 34:50 later the question was answered. I could and I did. Then, I arrived at work to see that my very first CRN article had been posted. All that, and it wasn't even 8:30 a.m.

So right now, at this moment, the part of my identity labeled 'runner' is experiencing a tremendous high. If you need me, I'll be the one glowing in the corner, with the ginormous grin on my face. It's good to be me.