Running

When I was a kid I used to have dreams about being able to run. I had/ have asthma. Back then we didn't have the drugs we have now. Running was difficult if not impossible. After about 10 or 15 minutes my lungs would close up and it would be hard to breathe. In my dreams I could run, really run, effortlessly. I can run now. Some days it’s hard, some days feel effortless. It’s those effortless days that stick in my head like little moving post cards for a long time. Running is my way of experiencing life. When I travel that’s part of how I sight see. When I use my GPS I love to see how many states I have run in. I love the fact that on one weekend I do a run across the desert in Moab Utah and two weeks later I am running on the beach in Mexico. People often ask me why I do these ultra distances. I have a different answer for each time I am asked. None or all of them answer the question. Right now my answer is: I am making up for lost time.

SG