I have continually said running has saved my life. I've spent time running away from struggles, I have run thru struggles and recently ran to new opportunities. Without a doubt, running has been life changing. As a runner, who can really argue that point? It isn't until you are truly tested, that you really understand how badass running can make you.
This goes without saying, but if you know me...I run a whole lot. I usually have an extra bag of clothes in my car, just incase a run opportunity presents itself. Occasionally I run with others and there was one day one of the chiropractors I work for wanted to do a lunch time run. I ran with him to the local college, where he was gonna go for a swim and then run back. I hate swimming, so I agreed to run there with him and then continue back and run alone. The minute we reached the college and he high-fived me goodbye, something told me that maybe I should wait for him to finish his swim (on this particular day we were in a not so great neighborhood). It was in the middle of the day on a busy road, so really what could go wrong?
I headed back at my comfortable pace, since I left the gazelle behind to swim. No more than 1.5miles down the road I begin to hear someone's voice, but Im thinking it must not be directed at me. I continue to hear a voice and its starting to get closer now, so I turn around. What do I see???? Im being chased!!! Some shirtless guy in a pair of black dickies is chasing me down the road. I dont even think twice, except to pick up the pace to race pace. I figured he may catch up, but I would have him distance wise if I could just hold the pace for at least a half mile.
I was right!!!! I held pace long enough only to look behind and see that I lost him. Running has come to the rescue yet again. All those miles on the road paid off, as I was able to outrun some crazy person. Thank you Newtons!!
What a relief as I got to an intersection to realize I lost him and come up on someone on their bike. At least he could save me just in case right??? After a head nod and brief greeting, this guy says, "hey ya need a husband." I said, "umm no I already had one of those." I barely finished my sentence before I took off running....fast!
That there my friends is how you stumble upon an impromptu speed workout! Definitely Flight!
My first steps as a baby according to my parents was actually a run. At 5yrs old my dad took me to the NYC Marathon, but truth be told I had no idea why people were running down the street. All this was foreshadowing for what was to be a life of running almost 30 years later. "If opportunity doesnt knock...build a door."
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