If I was really Zen I could look at the have-to-do's listed above and turn them into get-to-do's. You know: I get to clean the cat box because I have two cats and not everyone has two cats to bring joy to their lives so I ought to clean that cat box with a smile on my face. But this is not that kind of blog post. Instead, I'm going to talk about the things I've gotten to do lately.
Ragnar, for one. I'm not going to rehash it here, but I will remind you that I really liked it. I could write more and more and more about it, but I will instead refer you to Debbie's excellent write ups of each leg. She had wonderful descriptions and even better photos. Meagan, who was a terrific runner on our team, writes Turkey Runner (she is a proud Virginia Tech Hokie alumna), which includes some great descriptions of the event. Finally, the write up in Cultural and Social Incongruities made me laugh out loud and it's got a lot of truths. Read that stuff and you'll want to be on a Ragnar team next year. Let's do it!
But even aside from the big get-to-do's like that, I'm really appreciating the excellent - albeit smaller - treats that running has brought. Today I was able to do a 10K trail race down in King George, Virginia, that a friend puts together. It was a smaller race, with under one hundred runners, and it was run by extremely dedicated and energetic volunteers. And there was chili and candy at the end! Best, I got to catch up with Marie -- a very sweet lady who totally kicked it on that course and came in first in her age group. The course was challenging but beautiful, running through the woods and along the Potomac River in Caledon State Park. I was able to chat with a couple of interesting people during the course of the race and guess what, I came in third in my age group.
|Here's Justyn Cox, the race director. He stood at the finished and shook every finisher's hand. A very nice touch.|
|Marie and me. And no, I don't think that's the port-a-potty in the back.|
Okay, I know, maybe 40 extra minutes of sleep would have been a splendid way to start the day, but those
After a crazy busy couple of weeks at work, a fair bit of drama among some friends in the running communities I know, and the too-early death of a kind neighbor, being able to run (away) has been a real gift this past week. I hope it never becomes a have-to-do (or if it does, that I recognize it's time to do something else).