Book: Winterdance: The Fine Madness of Running the Iditarod
Quotes of Book: Winterdance: The Fine Madness
Do you like the race so far?'
I looked at her, trying to find sarcasm, but she was serious; she really wanted to know. And I thought of how to answer her.
I had gotten lost, been run over by a moose, watched a dog get killed, seen a man cry, dragged over a third of the teams off on the wrong trail, and been absolutely hammered by beauty while all this was happening. {It was, I would find later, essentially a normal Iditarod day - perhaps a bit calmer than most.} I opened my mouth.
'I …'
Nothing came. She patted my arm and nodded. 'I understand. It's so early in the race. There'll be more later to talk about …'
And she left me before I could tell her that I thought my whole life had changed, that my basic understanding of values had changed, that I wasn't sure if I would ever recover, that I had seen god and he was a dog-man and that nothing, ever, would be the same for me again, and it was only the first true checkpoint of the race.
I had come just one hundred miles. book-quote
