On the Eve of Change

            I guess it all comes down to this, a simple 60 minute arthroscopy which will determine the fate of my running existence, at least, here on this planet, in this lifetime.  Let’s suppose for a minute though, regardless of my fate on Monday, maybe I’ve laid the foundation for greater achievements in another world, another existence.   Maybe I’ll be the next Alberto Salazar out kicking Dick Beardsley to finish of the 1982 Boston marathon in the infamous “Duel in the Sun” and end up in emergency taking in fluids because I didn’t drink anything during the race.   How about the next Haile Gebrselassie, at 35, serving notice and telling the running world that “ I am the champ” by running a 2:03:59, that still remains to be beat in the masters running world today.  Maybe I’ll be one of Mark Allen or Dave Scott battling out “ironwar” in 1989.  Shoulder to Shoulder for 8 hours only to finish 58 seconds apart in arguably the greatest race ever, period.  I would take any of that, but seriously, truthfully, I would be more then blessed, grateful and satiated to be able to just run again, here, today, in my lifetime.  Watch or no watch, race or morning jog,  I just want to run in some form.   Hopefully, Monday September 24^th, will be just that positive turning point in my life, where that opportunity will once again be put before me.  It will be a classic example of rebirth.  I’ll be starting all over, from the very beginning where once again, I’ll experience the magic of a 5 min stumbling jog that turns into a glorious marathon finish.  It’s the place where awesome does in fact truly happen.  It’s where 40 lbs of fat and mountains of stress disappear and where the creative, soulful mind flourishes and comes to the forefront. 

My congrats and thanks to my pals Annabel, Norm and Pamela.   Congratulations for your tremendous achievements this summer, and thanks for sharing your stories and offering up the required remedy of inspiration to fuel my living dreams. 

It’s been a long summer and I can’t wait for Monday.