Nostalgic.

   
I'm feeling a tad nostalgic having just heard that the N.O. Saints played their first home opener in the newly restored Superdome.  I remember the surge of energy that saw me sprinting to the finish line of my marathon earlier last year in the exact same place, before Katrina hit. 

Since finishing my marathon, I really haven't run at all.  Folks at home continue to run, though.  My running buds ML and WK have since moved on to more running adventures, and it seems that still others have jumped on the marathon bandwagon.  Makes me want to run again.

I hate that feeling that I'm missing out as life goes on at home.  I'm adverse to even walking outside here because of the dust and pollution.  Then I realize I'm still running, just on a different course and all.  Katrina's destruction is perhaps further evidence that my nostalgia is better placed in Him who enables our finishes...

I still get a smile, though, when I think of those pre-marathon beignets...mmm :)