It passed rather anticlimactically on a Wednesday. I was doing my usual Wednesday run, only there was a raging thunderstorm outside, so I was relegated to the dreadmill and some old Friends reruns.
Maybe I expected more fanfare. I had certainly been eager with anticipation in the last two weeks leading up to it. Even as I headed to the basement that morning I remember hoping the power wouldn’t go out so I could hit the mark.
I don’t remember being excited in 2009, but the training log I used last year didn’t total my year-to-date on a weekly basis. So when I added the week’s mileage to last week’s total, I used a purple pen to write the digits: 1,022. Beyond that, of course, nothing happened.
But as I thought about it later, I thought about how lucky I am to be a runner. I know that every kilometre is a gift, because at any time, your life can change in a heartbeat. So as of Saturday, I had received 1,022 gifts in 2010.
Not too shabby.
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Good for you girl! Well done and congrats! You earned every single one of those Kilometers! It is awesome that you took the time to stop and appreciate how truly lucky you are 😀
Awesome! 🙂
Not too shabby is an understatement! Go you!
Way to go, Karen!
Congrats Karen…( with much fanfare, confetti, and cowbell ) !
Isn’t that funny, I hit 1,000 the very next day