On this day 12 years ago, I had just dropped off my 4 year old at preschool and was hanging out with my one year old at home. The TV was playing in the background and then I became glued to the TV. At first I didn’t get it. I wasn’t alarmed. I was more… perplexed. I didn’t comprehend what had really happened. I thought, that happened so far away… New York (I live in California). It took a few days, really a few weeks, for it to sink in. And now… it makes me sick to my stomach when I think about what happened, how many people were tragically affected in those few moments, and how their families’ lives changed forever.
Our country changed that day. In so many different ways. So… today we honor the fallen, lift up those who lost loved ones and empower those who were in the midst and survived.
And, in light of that… I know this may seem trivial but I did run today. I ran 11 miles in 3 runs. 5, 4 and 2. The last one was not really a run, more like a fast limp. My right calf is on fire singing “wild thing!” and needs to be either cut off and replaced or iced til its numb and I no longer feel it. I guess I’ll be icing. Anyway… here’s today’s before and afters…
Afternoon run with the high school. Also a new route, 4 miler. We started off at a good pace but then slowed. Everyone was in good spirits. One runner even claimed he had a “runner’s high”. There is some hope yet!
And finally, the last run of the day. The Cheetahs did 250s and 150s so I waited to run my final two miles after their practice.