- You can go north on 201
- You can go south on 201
I was lamenting all of this as I was running down Main Street, jogged onto 201 (I went north), dreading the big trucks and wishing I had some more choices for running routes. As I searched for my rhythm, I watched the Kennebec River float by, the big chunks of ice bobbing in the current.
I always zone out watching the water, so I was lost in thought when I caught a movement above the river. It was a bald eagle. The angle of the sun was just right, and his feathers almost glowed as I watched him surfing on air currents, working back and forth, diving and rising. He finally settled down on a tall white pine that overlooked the bend in the river. He just sat there, head turning upstream and downstream, surveying the scene.
I am not sure why, but seeing this eagle gave me a feeling of contentment that even the series of log trucks screaming by me could not shatter. It is funny what we take for granted, and how we are usually a lot luckier than we think we are. We often look at what we are missing, instead of appreciating what we have. I really think if we spent more time thinking about what we have instead of regretting what we are missing, we all would be a lot more content.
For the rest of my run, I was just...happy. I reached my turn around, braced myself for the inevitable wind from yet another oncoming truck and headed home.