On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Counting my blessings

I am SO lucky to have friends who let me disappear for a couple of hours while on vacation to run.

More importantly, I am SO lucky to have a body that lets me take off and run 11 miles because I want to.

Nothing profound today, just a moment of gratitude. Sometimes I forget and I take for granted that even though I'm slow, I'm capable.
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3 comments:

  1. Silly Girl RunningTue May 31, 11:52:00 AM EDT

    I envy you at the moment. 11 painfree miles. Thank your body for being capable!

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  2. iliketorunandcookTue May 31, 06:00:00 PM EDT

    How can you forget you are capable? You have done many marathons, some not too far apart.

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  3. nWed Jun 01, 09:36:00 AM EDT

    awesome. thanks for the reminder to be grateful.

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