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The Ultimate Run

1/15/2012

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Pregnant Runner
I love to run.  My habit is to run with my two Aussies in the early morning when all but the few desperate commuters and farmers are asleep.  I meet my running acquaintances along my usual route, and we simply nod, finger wave or smile as we are committed to our chosen focus method...listening to our own rhythm or the one in our ears.  We have never met, but miss each other when we miss a run.  As with habits, sometimes it's necessary to break them, just for a bit.  Last night at twilight I finally was able to go for a 2 mile run.  It's interesting that twilight is very similar to dawn, two sides of the same day.  The pups were a bit skittish with the strange sounds of the waning, rather than waxing of the day, when we came upon a fellow runner we had never met.

This gentleman - I call him that because I call all men of my father's age gentlemen even though my father has earned the opposite title, while I can't help but give the benefit of the doubt to others - was coming down a hill toward us.  As we approached each other, he grimaced and fell spectacularly, head over heels. As I reined in the pups, I turned off my music and asked, "Are you okay?" Not a bright question with the road rash becoming brighter by the second, but an automatic one nonetheless.  "I have my phone, and can call someone to drive you home if you need."

He snickered, and said as he started to stand, "I'm fine. This is my penance for ignoring the cramp in my calf."  He gingerly put weight on the cramped leg, and began to stumble, but continued on, trying to regain his gait.

I called after him, "You sure you don't want me to get you a ride home, you could do some permanent damage."

Barely turning, his voice trailing off, he said, "I've had worse...besides, it might cripple me temporarily, but it won't kill me."  Chuckling, he added, "Now, Death, that will be the ultimate run."

I stood watching the colors of the sunset and his retreating, ever fainter figure.  "Damn straight," I said to my panting, impatient dogs, restarting the rhythm in my ears as I faced the oncoming hill.  Switching my playlist to "Soul Sister" by Train, I double-timed it up the hill and added an extra mile.

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When faced with the possibility of a stumble of any kind, I will always remember that it is just that - every difficulty is just a stumble.  I might get scraped up a bit...hell I hit a bump and broke both my legs while I had my second 8 month pregnant bump in my baby hotel (hence, my drawing for the picture to this post).  If I can survive that with my sense of humor in tact, and learn some amazing lessons about life, my relationships and myself...I can do anything! 

When you stumble, don't stay down, double-time it up that hill - death is waiting to run with you!

Yes, Death will be the Ultimate Run, don't you think?

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Andrea Bandle link
1/16/2012 04:59:34 am

Great post! It's definitely food for thought and certainly timely for me based on my last couple of days. Thanks for sharing. Hugs, Andrea

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Bert Carson link
1/17/2012 12:23:19 pm

How timely - I just came in from a run - a less than great one. Last night I had the strongest fastest run in more three years. Tonight I couldn't find the hyperdrive control and the temperature dropped 11 degrees in an hour and with the drop a 14 mile per hour wind slide in from the east. So much for that, I was warmed by your story and tomorrow I'll be fast again. Thanks for sharing your run.

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Mary Kathryn Johnson link
1/18/2012 01:10:32 am

Glad my sharing helped, Andrea and Bert ~ When babies learn to walk, the first thing they do is stumble, but they always get back up...so why should adults be any different, right?!

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Christina Carson link
1/21/2012 09:45:06 am

Love your pluck and humor, Mary Katherine. So glad you're in our tribe. I too run and am glad to be able to. But not in the morning. I find the dark soothing, a tad treacherous, but lovely in its solitude. Good to meet you and thanks for the lovely run.

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Mary Kathryn Johnson link
1/21/2012 02:17:43 pm

Thanks for the kind comments, Christina ~ Right back at 'ya "tribe mate'. Keep running until there is no more path...

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