I was out today for my morning run which typically involves running along the shoreline in Venice and sometimes into Marina del Rey or Santa Monica. The morning started out quite cloudy and the weather was perfect for running on the beach. I headed south under the pier and towards the marina jetty. When I reached the rocks I turned around and headed north until I reached the rocks at the base of the Venice lifeguard station. I started heading back south again and was about to finish my run as it was starting to get fairly warm and I had already logged just under 5 miles. At about the point that I would head back up to the house I felt a sense urging me to continue down to the marina jetty again. I accepted the suggestion and it left my mind as fast as it came. I continued to run about another mile, in the now warm morning sun, and just as that runner’s high was kicking in everything just slipped into place.