As a, ahem,
veteran mature master 15-year runner, there aren’t really any running milestones I haven’t passed. I’ve done all the distances from 5K to marathon. I’ve raced nearly every local race in the Erie area at least once. And a 12-mile run at Presque Isle is just another Saturday morning.
So I have to get my runners’ high from the newbies and, thankfully, I never seem to have a shortage of them in my life. I truly love hearing listening to them and feeding off their excitement when they accomplish something they never thought possible.
I recently got a note from a friend who found a unique way to remember the longest run she had ever done.
“Did 12 miles all by my lonesome today. Did a Forrest Gump thing and said, “I’m heading out for a run. I’ll call you after a little while.” I called them after an hour and said, “I’m still going…” Checked in at an hour and a half later, and again two hours later. I made it from my house to Freeport Beach in 2 hours and 13 minutes. I picked up a beach rock for a souvenir–wrote TWELVE on it and the date. It was the coolest thing I ever did.”
That last line kinda choked me up.
I found myself thinking about her miles stone when I ran the next morning and, suddenly, the routine, ho-hum morning 6-miler that I’ve been running for a dozen years didn’t seem so routine or ho-hum.
I love that.
* Do you, too, love encouraging and/or just listening to newbies talk about running?
* Ever find your runs rejuvenated by a newbie?
* Don’t you love the idea of picking up a rock to mark your personal running milestones?