Reflection

I have changed quite a bit in the last 16 months or so. Probably not obvious to anyone but myself. Part of that change may be due to circumstances. The other part, is from the running. I never hit the wall, but I still feel the pride of finishing. I should have finished faster. But I am still proud of it. The change in myself. I didn't know it at the time or even a week post-race. As I go about my daily life, I discover the significance of the race to me. The time since I crossed the finish line has taught me as much as the four months prior. Did I discover running, or just myself during all those miles?

A million people do it each year. Does it mean as much to them?