When friends, family, and even perfect strangers gather together and head off in the same direction it is, without question, an awesome thing. It matters not whether this journey is, in your experience, a short jaunt or the farthest you’ve ever journeyed by foot. Pace does not matter either. You go your speed, and I’ll go mine.
Leave all the trivial and customary behind: the ways we are often “sized up.” They have no place here. However you choose to experience this journey is your deal. Smile or grumble, whichever if you like. Take in the view, or turn your focus inside.
I hate put it all “black and white” but there it is. Mile by mile, and step by step, we are all striving for our own level of greatness. We define it for ourselves, decide if we will chase after it, and jump (or run around) the hurdles that try to trip us up. And we keep going. We do not give up. We are awesome!
We deserve a huge congratulations!
I guess it’s no surprise, after 9 years of chasing down this goal, that I have quite the collection of tid bits on the race. Last night’s article from the March/April 2000 issue of Marathon & Beyond was on recovering from Boston. It noted the excessive downhill of the race, something I must admit that I am not as prepared for as I’d like. Not surprisedly, the article also went into a long bit on injuries. The main point of the article, however, stressed the importance of having a post-race plan to minimize the feeling the blues and and losing focus after leaving the Patriot’s Day hype.