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I have always been and will always be a Runner. I’m 33 and began Running somewhere around 1997. I can’t recall the exact date but I remember the day vividly. Confused? You should be, but not unless you are a Runner.
The stories, they are plentiful and speak of grueling challenges, of bouts of self doubt and moments of exhilaration; I have plenty. Have you heard of the time when I found myself frozen by the view that lay ahead of me? No? I’m not surprised…because…well, I’ve never told you that one. You may hear what I am saying but you will forget.
Remember the time when you saw me out on the road while others were not and how it seemed so odd to be out before the rays of sunlight broke through the darkness? Of course you don’t, it hasn’t happened, but when it does you’ll remember.
We are not all that different. The moment I put on those shoes and took that first stride I understood…and you will too. I’ve always been a Runner, I’m 33 and I started somewhere around 1997.
Run a day in my shoes and you will understand. You are a Runner and always have been a Runner. You started somewhere around 2008. I can’t recall the exact date but I remember the moment vividly. When you see that view and it stops you in your tracks, be sure to tell me about that moment and the amazement of all that lies ahead. I’ll understand because I am a Runner.
