Category: RunATL

It was a cloudy, cold 28 degrees, wind chill factor 17 degrees. The Sleighbells on the Square 5K had been postponed because of December snow and ice. It wouldn’t be postponed because of January cold. Sometimes weeks are shrouded in a montage of grey clouds, uncertainties, immobility, and moroseness. Such can seep from one day to another, then another. It’s cold and very windy. No one will know if I show up or not. I’m almost 68 years old. Who gives a rip? The run cause is good, contribution made. Who needs another t-shirt? In the quiet darkness of a warm bed, I remember. I care. No one else, just me! We are not racing against anyone except one’s self. Final conclusion — I’ll know. Life is so often like that. We know. No one else may know, but we know. Bundled, layered, wrapped, and gloved, I quietly leave in the darkness. With a cold wind in my face I run the fierce Marietta hill on which I injured a knee three years before. I noodled, today, where is that fierce hill? And, so another race is run and done. Good 2nd Place time in the old men’s age-group. On my way home I stopped by my WW Group location. There was a meeting in progress. I smiled. Today, is the 4th Anniversary of my waking through that door. Thanks Lisa and Nan for the ongoing WWencouragement. Today’s run was therapeutic; pure therapy! #JourneyOn #WW #RunOn #RunStrong #RunATL