what i did this summer
17 miles last Sunday, 13 tomorrow, and then comes the race.
I started running again at the end of May, with 0.7 cumbersome miles. Now it's the end of August and in a week I will run a marathon. I do not know where the summer went, but it was marked by this steady expansion of mileage and willpower.
At the beginning I still had moments when I wondered who this girl was, moving ahead, pounding the ground, running. Now I do not ask anymore. Somehow during this time I made running my own. It's not that I really enjoy it - it's still best when it's over. It's not that I ever come close to looking forward to it, except for that occasional small shift in perception just before taking off that signals I am ready. But running has become part of who I am, something that defines me.
And probably always will, no matter what I do after this race. In the meantime, I am running this marathon for my new love. Not sure what this means aside from the fact that, running or crawling, broken or whole, dead or alive, I will finish it.
posted by runliarun @ 12:52 PM
2 Comments:
My hope is that you will finish running, whole and alive...and happy and satisfied.
And...you are off! Glad you are back at it, in any way you choose.
As for those dreadlocks. Kind of musty-smelling, matted hair, on a young man with beautiful, wavy, red, red hair. I loved his hair long and flowing, sort of liked the dreads, but found them too much for me. As for the voice - maybe a bit homesick, singing some songs for his Mom. I miss him.
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