Mise en Place

 He really wanted me, and did I deliver! What wasn't understood was my disposition, and what a Katrina hurricane mark was left on my psyche. There is always a slow process to soothe and clean an aching wound, nothing but time and effort can pass the mess. This was the guy to do it. He had just completed his 29th 100 mile run, and had a way to get to most finish lines if he felt like it, sometimes he just didn't. So with the free classes, and Shari's fostering my journey back began. It was a rough awakening for both of us. No more flights out, no more races, volunteering had to end, but, what the heck, 30K to blow and more if he had continued, is enough. Change after all is good for the soul. After all 24/7 watch could only been handled by him or Shari, everyone else was a value meal. So it went... Then all the funny antics, the agility successes, the remarkable search and rescue games really gave a glimmer of hope, nothing much more than that. That was enough. Why not start up a race within the confines, so Run Like the Wind began. Yes, a chance to volunteer, raise a little dough, to keep crazies like her out.. headed for the  death zone. It will continue just as it has been foretold....prepare ahead, and you will make the timetable.