8 in the cold


Hours before the sum comes up, my shoes lace up and I begin my zombie jog along the 2nd street trail with a new troop of beginner runners. I thought back to where I was a year ago and halfway through my run a new girl asks what my interval was and if she can join me. I explain that I run to the beat of the music and reduce pace at alternating light poles (since I tend to swell up when I stop). I saw the look in her face as she realized that if she didn’t run with me, she was on her own. Reluctantly she joined up. Her face was flushed as she tried to keep up so I quietly reduced my speed and tried to keep things positive and told her not to worry about holding me back. I could tell she felt guilty about that. When she told me that this run would be her PR, I think I jumped for joy and told her I wouldn’t leave her. The joy I get from being a part of someone else’s “impossibles” is sublime. I didn’t have to say anything or do anything… She pushed herself to keep up with me and she did it!!!

Nothing is impossible if you believe in yourself and you’re with people who believe in you.

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