Still hard to believe that it's May in the Deep South - We were out of town for my niece's wedding so not much running got done. I was able to get in a 10 miler Friday and had hope to run this weekend, but it just didn't happen. Disappointing too, because I love running in Franklin, but hey - you never know what's around the corner. My wife and I get up this morning (finally) and went to Southside to run 10 around the city - then we decided to 'jump the wall' into Oak Hill Cemetery - felt kinda stupid when 20 steps into the cemetery we saw the side gate open (ahem),but anyway we ran through the cemetery and saw the grave sites of Birmingham founders - the wife of Mortimer Jordan who was also the daughter or sister of Samuel Mudd (who built Arlington)and of course Charles Linn (whose 'vault' is on a promontory for a reason), John Milner and Josiah Morris, Henry Debardeleben and you'll have to 'Google' these guys yourself then go run through Oak Hill for a magical journey back into history. I had found Louise Wooster's gravestone the time before but danged if I could find it today. Oh well, all the more reason for another 'run through history'...and it's a run you should take - Birmingham has a fascinating history. Now when you come to Birmingham (or live here) you're prepared for all the negativity, naysayers, and general lack of progress (mentality) but once upon a time Birmingham had more saloons per capita than any city in the country! Ever noticed how well our streets are laid out (city blocks are 'square' - the streets are wide) and all this was done at the turn of LAST century! I do these runs and it makes me want to learn more - truth be told I took a class on the History of Birmingham some years ago at UAB and I was spellbound, so today's run was double exciting for me. Can't handle running up and down the Lakeshore Trail eleventy-seven times a week - I'm glad we have it, but I'm greedy after seeing Nashville, Chicago, New Orleans we CAN have more, we deserve more as a city, a population, and individuals. Okay, I'm rambling...One of the thoughts here was that it's really not about the destination; it's about the discoveries along the way. Sometimes we discover somatic about ourselves when we run, that we're faster, or stronger, or can go further than we previously thought...then sometimes it's just a 'magical day' where you see something, discover something or just really enjoy something. Today I 're-discovered' my love of the history of our area....and I remembered that I love 'magic'......