…noises of people shouting words of encouragement to early morning 10 mile Summit Avenue runners, in advance of the marathoners hitting mile 25 out our door, woke me up this morning…so I shuffled down the stairs, grabbed a mug of coffee, and headed to out to watch the rest of them breeze, speed, jog, amble, walk, and eventually shuffle by, making me tired just watching and preparing me for some urgent napping on an eight hour afternoon flight to Amsterdam.