It's a Privilege

Is it a privilege to cut short your Saturday night plans, rise at 4:30 A.M. Sunday morning, and then hit the trail in the dark at 6:15 A.M. for a painful 20-mile run in hot, humid weather before starting a busy day with friends or family? Are we "lucky" to be able to do that? Anybody whose health or life circumstances have stolen that ability away for any period of time realizes the answer is a resounding, "Hell, yeah!" Hat tip to Diesel for voicing a thought that I imagine runs through many of our heads. At least it should.