Running To...

I used to hate running. I wasn’t good at it.

It scared me.  Feeling out of breath like my lungs might collapse wasn’t my idea of fun.  

So I hired a running coach, Andrea Atkins, who taught me form, breathing & more importantly to believe in myself embracing this new running journey I was on.  

I trained with my sister-in-law, Misty,  a seasoned runner who I assumed loved every minute of running.  One hot Tucson summer morning I was almost in tears saying ‘I hate this, I hate this.’ Misty, said “So do I”.

I thought I heard her wrong.  I said “YOU” hate running???  She said “Yes, sometimes, many times;  but I like the way I feel after.”

Then she said “Look ahead.  See that cactus way up there?  That’s what we are running towards.”

Then I did a half marathon.  When I saw the finish line a half mile away I sprinted as fast as I could towards it.

Running is now my therapy.  Moments of clarity come to me when I run.   

This happens to be one of them:  

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