I will be running my first marathon in two weeks. Two decades ago I would not even have a desire to do this. Two years ago I would not imagine it possible even after I became a member of the Salt Shaker running club. Two months ago it seemed like ions away. Two weeks ago we did a long run (20 miles) as part of our training. Two days ago I had a reality check... it's almost here. I am mentally prepared. Tomorrow I will run about 2 hours, possibly more, to get 13 miles in. I have a love/hate for running. I love to run with my dog Trooper. He is a motivation for me because no matter when we go...day, night, cold, heat, sun, rain.. He is all in and absolutely loves every second of it. It's pure bliss! I, on the other hand do not feel that way. I need to carry water and tissues, dress appropriately, wear sun screen or ointment for wind protection. I hate to over complicate things because I just want to run. Well, actually get it done... BUT sometimes it is different. Sometimes I love it too. Maybe like Trooper loves it. I can connect with the earth, listen to the sounds of my feet, the woods, the birds. If I'm lucky I might see some cool animals or witness flocks of birds over head. I can forget what I have to do later, what I should have done yesterday, and everything but my breath. At this moment I am so alive! That is why I run.
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