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This year's eclipse brought out the inner ten year old curious scientists that we thought was buried. Nope...it was waiting for the right time to make an appearance. #montana #eclipse All those crescents were reflections of the eclipse cast by a tree. #montana #eclipse This is the first 10K I had run in thirty. Yes, thirty years. Thirty years ago I was one of the front runners. Now I am in the way, way, way back. Which is alright. On the turnarounds I get to cheer every person ahead of me and tell them how I admire them. The #kickinassphalt or #kickinassphault has timed it so the half marathon runners finish with the 10K runners. AND there is a shorter run for the kids. The way this story goes is we are less than 1/4 mile to the finish and a girl that has to be maybe five years old passes a friend and me. I said to the friend, "Did you see that little girl pass us?" What happened next was nothing short of amazing. The child's countenance changed! I think she straightened to an inch taller, and I know she put a little more oomph in her step. We visibly saw the impact of a positive message. Today a five year old taught me that something as simple as "I see what you're doing and it's pretty impressive," are powerful words. For now that's my antidote to the chaos in the world. To all you people trying to do right-I see you and want you to know I think you're amazing 💕 When I was a teenager I told my mother that I wish I was there to experience the 1960's. She said, "History makes pain look more glamorous than it really was." Boy was she right about that. She always concluded difficult discussions with, "You are the best of both worlds. So your love is louder than hate." At the time I thought I was special. Later, I grew to learn there were a great many people who were taught the power of love as well. They further proved the point my mother adamantly conveyed: Love always wins... Haters may hurt us, they may break bones, they may bruise feelings. Yet, history has recorded it; time has proven it: Love always wins. Love trumps hate. Every time. No matter where I run, she's there to remind me to remain constant in my purpose. #summer #montana #sweetgrasshills #amrunning #runnersofinstagram They ran so far ahead of me I was trying to figure out what I was going to have to do to get them to turn back. Turned out to not be a problem. They have good ears and I have a loud voice. Now, I'm totally looking forward to the 2017-2018 athletic season. #summer #refiners #amrunning

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