Believe

I think I'm gonna call myself a runner. Today was a good run day - nothing can take that away from you either. While it was a taper weekend and we only did 8, I basically ran all 8 with only 2 short walk breaks on a couple hills up to Eden Park. I set a goal of 1:30 and I met it. I knew I had come a long way when the group that is usually in their cars and half way home by the time I finish were just a few minutes ahead of me. It was 29 degrees when we started at 7:30am. It was so cold I had frost growing on my top and I dared not to try and lick my chapped lips for the fear that my tongue might stick to them. As I was coming down Eggelston to Pete Rose Way, I remembered the last time we ran that route, it was our 10-miler several Saturdays ago and I was begging God to give me just enough to get back to the Boathouse. Today I hit that spot and I looked up and said thank you for believing in me and taking me so very far.

Was That My Life? Jo Dee Messina
I don't wanna be the one who's old before their time
And lose the wonder that I felt as a child.
I can't run this race believing I might lose
There's still so much to see, so much left to do.
Yes I'll fall before I fly
But no one can say I never tried.
Oh we just get one ride around the sun
In this dream of time.
It goes so fast
And one day we look back
And we ask...was that my life?