This morning I bounced from my bed at 6:30 AM on a Sunday morning to be part of the cheerleading squad. The BMO Marathon and Half Marathon was being run in Vancouver and several members from my running group were partaking in this. I wanted to support them in any way possible. So I got down there with camera at the ready and for the next 4 1/2 hours screamed out my encouragement to everyone participating and took about 900 some odd pictures.
Now I have the infection of wanting to do a 1/2 marathon. How can this be?
I positioned myself at the corner where when the runners came around and they saw the finish line. And if you are a runner, you know the pure bliss when you see the finish line. The expressions are of delight, pain, euphoria, grim determination. And with each runner that passed me…I thought, I want to be out there with them. I want that pain, that determination, that delight, that euphoria. I know what that feels like…it is at the end of each race. That sense of completion…you have done it!
And as I made my way back to the car…I saw the marathoner’s, now in such agony some of them…the body having been pushed to the extreme. Yet we know we have this drive to push it to it maximum. There were people coming in the final stretch that looked as if this might well be their last step…yet, the feet keep moving and you look at the face and the fire is in their eyes. For some it is about time…for many it is not…it is about the journey and getting to the end of such a journey. It is the challenge we lay out for ourselves…and the fabulous way we feel upon completion. The joy as arms are raised, as that last burst of energy explodes within us…as we know we have done this thing.
So I do believe next year, you will find this girl doing the 1/2 marathon. And I would not have thought that even remotely possible….I had no desire…none….yet, I got out there today cheerleading and found I wanted to share in this with them.
My congratulations go out to everyone who participated. Runners, I like to think, are People of the Horse. Horses love to run, for the sake of running. They love the freedom it affords them…they delight in the movement of the body…
To all of you…great job!
Enjoy your Sunday everyone!