Yes, I saw Brittany Runs a Marathon. I was curious as to how it walks the line between celebrating such an achievement and loving the body you're in, and I am happy to report that it does a pretty good job at illustrating that those are two different things.
And it made me cry, and fuck you, it made me cry. Because running a marathon is hard, and I never knew how hard until last year and it made me never want to run ever again.
Or maybe it was because I watched my mother die and that made me never want to do anything ever again.
So, we're doing something different. I am going to run whenever. No goals, no races, no marathons. Not now, maybe not ever again, who knows. But I have a daughter who runs and I have a son who is now run-curious. And if they can get me to run, who am I to say no?
Happy New Year.
Distance: 2.35 miles
Duration: 25:00
Pace: 10:42
Route: Horizon Loop
Temperature: 33°
Climate: cool
Mood: good, thanks
He and I. We ran. No stopping. It's a whole new world.
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