Two Weeks Before I Leave

Trip Anthems

On each camino, I like to have theme songs that I can sing in my ahead (if with other hikers) or aloud (if alone).  Not only do these songs help pass the miles as I hike along the Camino, but they are reflective of where my head is.

Now in this case, Diane Lane (yes, that Diane Lane) is singing (technically, lip-syncing) about her true love. LOL. I imagine that most males, like me, would imagine that she is singing to them.

What It Means To Be Young

 (from movie 'Streets Of Fire')

I've got a dream 'bout an angel on the beach

And the perfect waves are starting to come.

His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold

And his touch has got the power to stun.

I've got a dream 'bout an angel in the forest,

Enchanted by the edge of a lake.

His body's flowing in the jewels of light

And the earth below him's starting to shake.

But I don't see any angels in the city,

I don't hear any holy choirs sing.

And if I can't get an angel,

I can still get a boy

And a boy'd be the next best thing,

The next best thing to an angel.

I've got a dream 'bout a boy in a castle

And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs.

He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes

And the thunder of a drum in his ears.

I've got a dream 'bout a boy on a star

Looking down upon the realm of the world.

He's there all alone and dreaming of someone like me,

I'm not an angel but at least I'm a girl.

I've got a dream when the darkness is over

We'll be lying in the rays of the sun.

But it's only a dream and tonight is for real.

You'll never know what it means

But you'll know how it feels.

It's gonna be over (over)

Before you know it's begun

(Before you know it's begun).

It's all we really got tonight.

Stop your crying, hold on (tonight)

Before you know it, it's gone (tonight).

Tonight is what it means to be young,

Tonight is what it means to be young.

Let the revels begin,

Let the fire be started.

We're dancing for the restless and the broken-hearted.

Let the revels begin,
Let the fire be started.
We're dancing for the desperate and the broken-hearted

Say a prayer in the darkness for the magic to come,

No matter what it seems

Tonight is what it means to be young.

Before you know it it's gone

The things they say

And then the things they do

Nothin's gonna stop us if our dream is true.

Emotions

A Stream-of-Consciousness sonnet I wrote in 2015, just before heading back to Spain for my 2nd Camino de Santiago.

Letchworth

Under hundred foot trees,
the foliage provides an emerald canopy
against the rain
stacked up on the leaves
dripping down on us.
A flowing covering against the storm
overwhelmed by the elements.

The rain is not a hindrance
nor an annoyance
but an addition
to the ethereal mood of the trail.

The color saturates the forest floor
as we walk along
the forest is more primeval than 21st-century.
There's no one out here
but us three.
No talking, chatting or sound from us
creeps into this pristine place.

People maintain the trails
but if not,
nature would quickly reclaim
the manufactured hiking strip.

Training

Date	Exercise	Description
Sep 12	Weight machines, treadmill, yoga	Felt like a 'whatever' day
Sep 14	4 mile run, Pilates and Racquetball	Haven't run 4 miles in decades.
Sep 15	GVHC 5 mile hike and follow-on 2 mile walk	Both in Ellison Park