today i went out and put six miles on the new shoes up on nimitz trail in tilden park. on the way back, at about the 1.5 mile marker, i stopped at a little pond and listened to probably 30 frogs (although they sounded like a thousand) ribbiting like the world was going to end any moment. i sat under an oak tree at the pond’s edge and closed my eyes for 10 minutes. then, as if on cue, every single one of them stopped at once. i waited. they did not start again. the show was over and i moved on.