Halfway Day

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Conversations with oneself on the run – literally in this case since it was a rare day to get out for a good 30 minutes without fear of freezing or crashing on the ice – always yield the best results.

The world’s problems are solved, projects are dreamed up, conflicts avoided and the path to health and fitness starts sometime between lacing up the running shoes and walking the last few feet back into the house. Problem is the ideas and projects thought about wind up as dreams, forgotten and then only revisited the next time you make it out for a run.

A favorite of mine through much of the last quarter of 2013 was the idea of Halfway Day.

So what is Halfway Day?

Halfway Day has yet to be spoken of, written about or barely thought about away from places where the rubber meets the road. Definitely not near the place where fingers meet the keyboard, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this right now. It, like so many other projects, would have been done by now.

Saturday, February 8 was Halfway Day, the day that falls exactly halfway between the end of the 2013 Saratoga meeting and the opening of the 2014 Saratoga meeting. Saratoga, you see, is big in the racing world. Everyone knows that. It’s also big around here in, well, Saratoga Springs.

Saratoga, and specifically racing in Saratoga, occupies my thoughts and even while in South Florida where it was warm and sunny earlier this month did I think about Halfway Day. Problem is by the time I thought about it down there it was already past, I just didn’t realize it. Doing math in your head on the run usually doesn’t work out so great either, unless you’re a mathematician, world-class runner or both.

But back to Halfway Day. Counting on the calendar shows 318 days in between the end of the 2013 meet and the start of the 2014 meet. Half of that is 159, meaning as of today, Thursday, Feb. 27, there are fewer days to go before the opening of Saratoga 2014 than days since the meet ended last Labor Day.

None of this is official and the math might not even be correct (ah the joys of the Internet, it can be changed in a flash!) since there is no documentation behind this winter-is-too-long conjured science. So for now I’ll just go back to keeping one eye on the soon-to-be melting snow and of course on the calendar.

(Photo: Showshoers race through the Saratoga Spa State Park. The writer was not one of them.)