i did not much feel like running on Saturday... it has been a very long and stressful couple of weeks and i'm feeling exhausted. i did manage to log the short runs during the week, but when Saturday morning rolled around i just wasn't feeling it.
so i put it off until the afternoon.
it was gloriously sunny and spring like. perfect for getting out for a 10 mile run... but come Saturday afternoon i still wasn't feeling it. what i really felt like doing was laying in bed watching movies or reading fluffy books (in other words, i wanted to step out of real life for a while).
my sweetheart poked and prodded until i pulled on my running gear, moaning about how i didn't want to go...
he told me i'd be glad to be out there once i made it out the door. and so i gave myself a kick in the pants, and stopped grousing about how i didn't want to go and started thinking about why i did want to go.
Saturday morning my sister-in-law's father-in-law died after a long battle with leukemia and lung cancer. i knew that he had cancer... he was in remission when i first met him at my sister-in-law's wedding two years ago. his health was failing again last fall when i saw him at my niece's christening... he collapsed moments before his scheduled chemo appointment on Thursday, and passed early Saturday morning.
i ran for Mr Firrito that afternoon. and i am going to his funeral this morning....
i will run in his memory in two weeks time.
Namaste myfriend.
ReplyDeleteSometimes there are reasons beyond us that inspire us to run.