Friday, February 3, 2012

the long and winding road...


It feels funny to talk about this now.  It makes me think that if my parents read this they will think they should’ve done something differently.  They were in tennis leagues and active.  They certainly supported and encouraged us in any pursuits we wanted.  I grew up playing sports.  I started tennis when I was 5, swimming around the same time.  There was t-ball & softball, synchronized swimming (water ballet back then), volleyball, a little bit of ballet here and there, ice skating & lots of bike riding all before high school.  So it isn’t like I never did sporty, athlete things, but I never was a runner.  

In college I had a few half-hearted attempts at a run through campus, but there were far too many distractions to really focus.  Just a brief flash between classes, parties, falling in love and finding my way. It has always been pretty easy to not be a runner.    And once I graduated, got married and starting working it never really entered my mind.

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