Running and I did not experience love-at-first-sight when we first met in 1995 at the track outside my high school. We started with 3 quick dates and then bid each other farewell for ten years. I was not an athlete. I was not a runner. And I wasn’t sure I could complete 4 laps around the track without dying. Mr. Schafer, our gym teacher, yelled GO! I ran with two other girls in my class, at a painfully slow pace, and while we were able to run the entire mile, it wasn’t within the time constraints. As we walked back to the school he told me “sometimes what is more important than meeting your goals Beth, is the fact that you were willing to try.” It wasn’t until I crossed my first finish line 10 years later that I understood exactly what he meant.
February 28, 2014