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January 5, 2006

Jesus of Highway 68

("...and there's nothing wrong with me, this is how I'm supposed to be..." Green Day, "Jesus of Suburbia")

Highway 68 in Monterey County cuts through the "pastures of heaven" between Monterey and Salinas, and is the road I drive each morning to my job in Salinas.

Outside the city limits, a church sits on top of a hillside pasture. The approach road to the church is a long, straight road rising steadily up the hill for about a quarter mile.

It's the perfect place to run hill intervals in the early morning.

Our training group does this workout once a week during the first months of the year, to bolster our legs for all of the hill training we'll do in preparation for April's Big Sur Marathon.

This morning was our first session of hill intervals in 2006, and we did 12 repetitions. During the last few reps, when my legs start feeling like lead, I often glance at the top of the hill and fix my eyes on the church steeple silhouetted against the twilight sky. It gives me something to ponder besides the rising road.

After the workout, when I'm gasping for air at the top of the hill for the last time, I look at the church again, and for me it's a very spiritual moment. The church spire reassures me of a power and a presence in my life far greater than I'll ever grasp in this lifetime. It's a nice reminder before I set off on my cool-down jog.

Then after this morning's workout, I climbed into my car, and the first song that played from the radio was "Jesus of Suburbia" by Green Day.

Now, I happen to love Green Day. I've been listening to this song from the amazing "American Idiot" CD for over a year now. But I never thought I would hear it on the radio.

For one thing, it's over 9 minutes long. For another, there are several swear words. And it's just a very unorthodox punk rock song. Brilliant and intense, sure - but definitely not radio-friendly. Some station manager probably took a risk in playing it in its entirety this morning.

Yet there I was, driving toward Salinas on Highway 68, rocking out to "Jesus of Suburbia", still glowing from the hilltop awakening I had at the end of my just-finished workout.

It was as close to a spiritual moment as I suppose one can ever get while listening to Green Day. The day was starting out as well as I could hope for.

And sometimes when the beginning of your day is so satisfying, the rest of the day just falls into place. Things that normally bother you tend to roll off your back a little more easily.

When I drove past the church after work, still listening to Green Day (this time on my CD), my gaze fell on the steeple again. I gave thanks for the good day, and continued on home.

3 comments:

stronger 1/6/06, 8:21 AM  

"And sometimes when the beginning of your day is so satisfying, the rest of the day just falls into place. Things that normally bother you tend to roll off your back a little more easily."

So much truth- very well said. I really enjoy your writing.

robtherunner 1/6/06, 6:01 PM  

Sounds like a great place for a hill workout and a great place to start the day.

Dunn Family 1/11/06, 8:46 AM  

My husband and I got married at that church! 20 years ago today! I love the feeling I get when I drive by! Thanks for sharing your experience!Kim

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