I met a guy tonight at Starbucks who compared running a marathon to life. You prepare for the whole thing, 26 miles. You hit each mile and feel like you have accomplished one more . . . and you think about the next mile you are headed for. Half way through you do not give up because you have made it so far and you only have half way left to go. You only live once . . . He said running a marathon changed him; He said running the marathon gave him a different and new outlook on living his life.
Running a marathon, even a half, okay even a 10k, is on my "bucket list."
I will do it one day . . . I am so busy right now that I would not be able to prepare the way that I would like. . . so until then I hike whenever I can and I run for however long I can last without the training.
I ran today and thought of my dad. I never knew him that well because he died when I was very young but I know he was a runner. I have been told I am a lot like him. I love running. . . When I stop to take time to enjoy the outside and running I think of my dad and I feel like I can relate to how he felt when he ran and I can understand why he enjoyed running so much. I am so thankful for that connection I feel I have with him. As simple as enjoying running like him . . . makes me feel safer and more connected to who I come from.
