I've been keeping up the miles and even got a race in, but just haven't had time to sit down and write about it. Today, I debated doing a big ol' recap to get up to speed. I debated doing a big picture smorgasbord to show off my miles. But all of that just didn't seem right, given the significance of today.
December 28.
One year ago today, a life was lost far too soon.
One year ago today, a soon-to-be bride learned that she would never see her husband at the altar.
One year ago today, our family lost someone who we did not have nearly enough time with.
It was this tragic event that was the underlying motivator for my running journey this year. The slap-in-the-face realization that life is short. Why put off something until tomorrow when you can do it today?
My jump into 13.1 was inspired by someone who always lived life to the fullest and enjoyed the great outdoors. What better way to honor him than to dedicate my journey, my miles, my race to him.
Running has become more to me than just pounding the pavement. It has become my way of celebrating life, and honoring those who can no longer celebrate it themselves. And while I often times get caught up in the vanity of it, running is something that has come to have so much meaning to me.
So today as I somberly lace up my sneakers and head out on my run, I am running for you, Matty. Thank you for being my inspiration.
What a fantastic tribute Molly! As I wipe the tears from my eyes, I couldn't have said it better myself. Proud of you Always
ReplyDeleteLove you,
Mom