I’M GIVING YOU FAIR WARNING.
During my wonderful vacation up north last week, I took some photos that suggest something “revelationary” is brewing in the Sleeping Bear Dunes. No fire and brimstone or geese flying backwards, just a collection of little signs that cumulatively suggest – dare I say it – an omen. I haven’t been this worried about my spiritual health since the Harmonic Convergence, whenever that was.
This whole thing has me so shook up I took today off from training. (Okay, Saturday’s half marathon followed by a ten-mile recovery run yesterday also contributed.) While none of what you’re about to see is directly related to my training, I saw them all while running or cycling, so that’s good enough for me.
Here is the evidence. Decide for yourself.
This is in the lovely town of Beulah (otherwise known for The Cherry Hut) following a round-trip bike ride to Frankfort. Okay, a cute motto but otherwise unremarkable, right? But then I came across this while running the Sleeping Bear Heritage Trail into Glen Arbor:
I checked, but there have been no reports of a bright star overhead or three rich guys on camels. Yet.
Still skeptical? On the other side of Glen Arbor is this:
Was there just an overabundant grape harvest? Or did Jesus just pass through?
Bemused, bothered, and bewildered, I stumbled into the Blue Caribou Cafe in Beulah after Sunday’s recovery run. After yet another ownership change, they finally saw the light and installed an espresso machine. And here was one more sign:
So there you have it. Coincidence? The paranoid fantasy of this ultrarunner’s overheated brain? Or is someone out there trying to tell me something? Say, for instance, about my upcoming weekend at Run Woodstock?
I’ll do my best to keep you all posted. And if New Jerusalem does descend and land upon me, I just hope they have a good running trail.
2 thoughts on “Signs of the Apocalypse”
Haha – Run Woodstock is sooo much fun! Can’t wait till this year’s!
Agreed! Looking forward to the challenge of my first “all-nighter”!