When One Accepts The Zone

This is been a tremendous week. I'm glad I have been able to recognize and experience it. 
I threw my best rounds of disc golf ever. -5 and -6 back to back rounds. Even though the rounds were done as running rounds, with quite a bit of wind, I was able to concentrate and found myself in something that I would describe as the zone. The picture above is of a friend, Philip. On that day he also threw his best round. So maybe there was something in the air or the water.
AM mist above the water on the river
I spent the last two days doing the 10 1/2 or 11 mile runs on the river trails. Since my hamstring and ankle injuries, I have not run good distances back to back. Everything went as well or slightly better than I would've expected. Again, I felt in the zone, and lucky to be able to experience the ever-changing beauty of these trails. I rarely really run with the camera. For once, I took some time and stopped to take photos and smell the proverbial roses.