Summer is chillin' down.

The musk of high-bush cranberries returns to the woods.

The smell is like a drug, and has you wanting to run the Equinox Marathon despite your lack of training.

You notice something, that you've run that marathon for so many years that your body seems to remember it, and can take you the miles without putting in all the hours they suggest in Runner's World.   

Oh, you won't have a PR, and you probably won't beat your neighbor who's been out every night running with the dog, but you will finish with 10 minute miles and a smile.