I can't believe that I hadn't made this connection before as each day I make my way t
o work leaving Pennsylvania, crossing over the Delaware River into New Jersey. Smack dab in the middle of the bridge there is a mile marker sign that says Mile 0. I'll proceed from there along the interstate until I reach mile 27 where I exit and drive the remaining distance to work. I don't know why toda
y was any different but I suddenly recognized a similarity, at least in distance, between this stretch of road, that often seems endless in the car, and the upcoming run. I felt a little queasy. I prefer to think of the whole thing in smaller pieces. Much smaller! Then again it’
s all about little steps and we all know how they add up. Anyway I don’t know where I'm going with this except to say that I’m getting just a little bit nervous and a bit excited that the big day is not to far off. Now with talk of mile posts I can't help throwing in a few pictures of my little guys Aidan and Ryan. And look! There are mile posts here too. Perhaps it
’s a reflection of their dad’s youthful wanderlust or an eye to all of our future travels together, but Cari-anne and I started a traditio
n of photographing the boys for each year from birth to oh I guess about a 100 years from now, next to the mile post corresponding to their age. Scattered about are the first few installments.
o work leaving Pennsylvania, crossing over the Delaware River into New Jersey. Smack dab in the middle of the bridge there is a mile marker sign that says Mile 0. I'll proceed from there along the interstate until I reach mile 27 where I exit and drive the remaining distance to work. I don't know why toda
y was any different but I suddenly recognized a similarity, at least in distance, between this stretch of road, that often seems endless in the car, and the upcoming run. I felt a little queasy. I prefer to think of the whole thing in smaller pieces. Much smaller! Then again it’
s all about little steps and we all know how they add up. Anyway I don’t know where I'm going with this except to say that I’m getting just a little bit nervous and a bit excited that the big day is not to far off. Now with talk of mile posts I can't help throwing in a few pictures of my little guys Aidan and Ryan. And look! There are mile posts here too. Perhaps it
’s a reflection of their dad’s youthful wanderlust or an eye to all of our future travels together, but Cari-anne and I started a tradition of photographing the boys for each year from birth to oh I guess about a 100 years from now, next to the mile post corresponding to their age. Scattered about are the first few installments.
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