Monday, July 6, 2009
Well, there it is: Last Saturday's race bib hanging on my garage wall. As I described earlier, my last race (the last time I put a bib on that wall) was July 4, 2006. The time between then and now has been filled with Dr. appointments, Physical Therapy appointments, MRIs, internet research, doing my PT exercises, run/walk combos in an effort to build up endurance, and wondering when I'd be able to run consistently again.
It felt so great to get out with a bunch of runners. The weather was indescribable - just gorgeous. What amazed me was the breadth of people participating. Clearly very experienced, thin, toned runners. Those obviously new to the sport. Kids. People in their 70s.
What a great way to get energized. It's kind of too bad these events are called "races". For me "racing" is a small component of why I do them. Sure, oftentimes I'll go into a race with a specific goal in mind. But other times (like last Saturday) racing had nothing at all to do with it. Participating had everything to do with "being back in the game" and being around people who simply enjoy getting out and moving.
"Running is a privilege."