13 Miles

Day 90.

Ah, life. It’s just grand, isn’t it?

A few weeks ago, a photographer I work with, Scott, told me he and his fiance decided to start running. He told me each day how much he’d done. It was simple at first, a long walk, try to jog a bit. He worked his way up to running a mile, walking, then running another mile.

Each step along the way, Scott told me about his progress. He also told me how bad his legs felt. He wanted some advice.

I tried to give him some that was accurate while trying not to sound wise on the subject. I have been running for 90 days, but that doesn’t make me a runner, not yet. But I did tell him those aches and pains and sore muscles are part of the process. They’ll go away once your body is accustom to moving in these mysterious ways.

Then, heck if the funniest thing didn’t happen. Mr. 90 Days Running felt some aches and pains and sore muscles he hadn’t for a while.

I can’t walk down steps with an armful of laundry. I lean on the railing to walk off my porch. I hobble across parking lots, dreading the walk that can’t be more than 30 yards.

And I want to run 13.1 miles on Saturday.

A while ago I wrote that it doesn’t matter what the goal is, it gets hardest when it’s within reach. Today it’s within reach.

I told Scott not to worry, to keep at it.

Thanks for the advice, Scott.

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