It was baerly 17 degrees out, the “hot hands” in my gloves were saving me as we ran into the headwind. Luc ran just a few yards ahead of me and like a metronome set to a specific cadence, just kept pace. He had no Garmin on, he had no idea what pace we were running. He just simply ran along and for ten miles….. he stayed absolutely steady.
I ran behind him in both amazement and pride. I had even offered him the chance to cut the run short as it was so cold out. He declined “I am a cross country runner. We are running ten miles”.
If you know anything about cross country runners, you know that they run in all conditions, every day. No questions, no excuses, no treadmill. They just run.
I am proud of his tenacity and perseverance. I also felt a selfish pride. At age 18 I would have never run with my parents, and here we were running together. It’s something I cherish more than I can explain.
We don’t care what sport he plays and what level he takes it to. Our only requirement is that he moves every day. If he chose to use Wi Fit (is that still around?) that would have also been fine. The fact that he’s become enamored with running is an incredible bonus.
My brother (he’s more my brother than my own) Rich, organized the run. It was just a ‘start whenever you want, run as far as you’d like’ gathering. We had a port potty and a tent. He built a fire after his own run. Friends brought food donations that were later donated to a food pantry, and also brought food for one another.
As we ran along the preplanned route, it was just good. The coldest day of the year, and here we were 80 miles from home, just running ten miles. As we all crossed paths we hugged and high fived. There were smiles and encouragement.
“You drove 80 miles to run 10 for what reason?” I was asked.
I don’t know how to explain why to be honest.
I have this meme printed out, and I look at this every day:
It’s a reminder that I need to help me remember who my tribe is, and who it is that I can lean on. A lot of people lean on me for various reasons, and man that’s such an honor. But I have to be careful as when I sometimes try to lean back, I end up leaning the wrong way, or I end up having nothing to lean against. This helps me remember where I can lean.
But that’s how I can explain why we would drive 80 to run 10 when it’s not a race. These are our people. Many of these people have been in my life for 20+ years, some shorter, but they feel like family.
That’s what I love about the community I get to be part of. We celebrate one another’s greatest victories and we are there with open arms when you sh*t the bed at an Ironman (I am good at sh*tting the bed at Ironman!!!!!).
So that’s why. These are our people. I love them so much. We lean on one another and we are really about….. love to be honest.
So, to make a long story short it was awesome to share that with my son and our extended family. It was just awesome.
As we turn towards the season I am having a hard time deciding exactly which races to do. Our WYN Republic captain needs my list yesterday and I truly don’t know outside of Nationals and LP 70.3. I am feeling good, training is coming along well, and I am pulled by so many events.
I am eagerly awaiting my WYN Republic kit too…… it will be like Christmas Day!
So I need to get on the race schedule soon. The fire is growing, my body feels good, my heart is in it and I am getting ready to race soon.
But for now….. I am going to lean into the sunlight.