…right? two halves = a whole? okay…not really in this case.
but i did complete my second round of 13.1 miles last sunny saturday in san diego, and i beat my time from my first round, back in november 2012. and it felt like fantastic, delicious triumph.
as i ran (for one hour, forty seven minutes and forty seconds), i reflected on everything that has happened since i previously conquered this distance – it certainly has been a wild fifteen months. and as my legs kept moving and my heart kept pumping and i pushed myself faster and stronger, i felt healing in my veins.
during the last half mile, i ran to the rhythm of a song that said:
the dog days are over, the dog days are done, the horses are coming, so you better run
run fast for your mother, run fast for your father; run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
leave all your love and your longing behind - you can't carry it with you if you want to survive
and i decided run to leave some things behind and run with gratitude for what’s here and what’s ahead.
as i turned the corner to cross the finish line, i was surprised to feel totally choked up with the emotion of triumph that felt so much bigger than running a race. i sprinted the last stretch with blurred vision and every little bit of me was alive.
brittany was also in san diego for the weekend and came to cheer me on at the finish line! can you believe what a beautiful, bright day it was (as evidenced by the squinty eyes…)?? we sat on the grass and ate free finish line food and then went to brunch at a cute little cafe in mission bay.
the dog days are over. the dog days are gone.