I got high today.

No. Not from inhaling, smoking, ingesting or anything illegal. Unless too much trance music suddenly became hazardous to your health.

I think I experienced what runners like to call a "runner's high". It felt good - really good.

Let's just say, Above & Beyond Trance is amazing for running. And for my serotonin level. Everything suddenly appeared as if I has acquired tunnel vision. I felt the sweat beads dripping down my forehead, my chin and down my chest. I could feel my thigh muscles straining, pushing me forward and faster. And the beat of the music - just taking me higher. Nothing else really mattered. The financial stuff for law school, my impending trip to Boston, the love issues, the sadness melted into the beat. All that mattered in that moment was the sweat, my heartbeat and the running.

My legs hurt, but it's the good hurt. The ache that you wallow in, basking in the aftermath of whatever it is you've just done.

I didn't run much - I ran exactly what I wanted to run. But I did push myself (I'm trying to shave 2 minutes off of my 5k time.)

Things just flashed through my mind, but I didn't - I couldn't dwell on them. Usually, when I do, this gnawing ache pulses in my gut - and I can't breathe. I can't concentrate on what I'm doing, causing me to feel like Sisyphus pushing his rock to the top of the hill - only to see it tumble back down again. I stop and start again - feeling like I'm wasting my time. Instead this music brings me alive. It allows me to concentrate on the moment.

As Jimmy Carter said, "Everyone who has run knows that its most important value is in removing tension and allowing a release from whatever other cares the day may bring."

Or maybe - I just blasted the music so loud- I deafened myself into believing all this...