...so I can walk tomorrow."
Many years ago, it was my privilege to be the pastor and friend of a golf professional. He was a manage-a-golf-course and give-lessons pro. The course he ran was, at the time, one of the busiest in the state of Arizona.
My friend told me about a man in his early nineties who was a member of two of the oldest, most prestigious country clubs in the Phoenix area. To say the least, he had plenty of money. However, that elderly gentleman came daily to the city course managed by my friend. Each day he played nine holes. And he always walked.
His motto, sage advice, was the quote with which I started today.
On Saturday, it was my joy and privilege to run in a race. Thirteen hundred runners is by no means a huge crowd, but it's enough to create a great environment of excitement.
At such an event, it becomes easy to pick out those who run in races all the time. They are like their own little community. They see each other, catch up since their last race and take off down the road, putting one foot in front of the other.
Some of them obviously live to run. That's not me.
I run to live.
4 comments:
Wish I'd known you ran this race yesterday. I'd have "bowed down to you". MY opinion - if you can run further than the mail box you're way ahead of me (and I have a short driveway). I'm amazed at anyone who runs. Good job Sam!
Congrats on your first half marathon! Despite the pain, wasn't it a great experience? I find the whole race/event atmosphere so inspiring. By the way, I run to eat - ha ha.
Congrats on the race! :)
I think the quote is a great one. I injured my knee 18 months back and I'm having physio still; I usually walk 20-30 minutes a day, and if I don't do it one day, it's much harder the day after.
Chewie, just keep puttin' one foot in front of the other!
Dina, I know better -- I've read your blog!
Rachel, I'm sorry that you have to learn such hard lessons at a young age, but I'm proud of you for persevering.
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