My ‘Latest Squirrel’ is RUNNING …

Yeah, my ‘latest squirrel’ is running.

It is a ‘drug’. It is a testimony. It is a FIST shaken at ‘old age’, and being told ‘you should just be careful!!’

Do what?!?

You said, I SHOULD be careful?

Maybe you SHOULD hold my Fruits and Vegetables and WATCH THIS!

I reject OLD AGE.

I will not accept ‘IT’.

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Meeting other runners, via Social Media mainly, I have found they are a peculiar people.  Often they are hilarious!  Runners are definitely different.

Especially if they used to be FAT, OBESE, and SAD. ( A BIG shout out to all the Members and BROTHERS of the Missing Chins Run Club … of which I am honored to be one of them crazy guys!)  yes, EAT PLANTS & RUN MILES.  That is what a Chin does.

But here is a story that just had me wiping tears….

A YOUNG RUNNER’S STORY INSPIRES MANY

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Running is strange…

I have tried running…. and I like it …

I am writing this Blog at 5:47 am April 14, 2018.

Yesterday I paid about $100 to enter a Half Marathon at The Cowtown Marathon next FEBRUARY 2019.  I will begin to ‘train’ for that event this morning.

I have 45 weeks to be ready to run 13.1 miles in less than 4.5 hours.

This morning, I plan to be into miles of running before the sun comes up.  And, I plan to continue my routine of running one day, and resting the next, and then repeat, and run that Half Marathon next February “… like I stole something …”.

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I know I will die someday. Duh…

But I will not ‘be dying’ till that time arrives.

I will live each moment till death comes for me, but I refuse to be dying any time before that…

When death comes for me, It will have to rip me from my stinky old tennis shoes to get me.

But this morning, as I look at the picture of this young boy, and his Daddy, in the rain, running together in an event ‘THEY’ said couldn’t happen …

I wipe tears from my face again …

Who is ‘THEY’?

I have decided ‘They’ are a Voice I hear quite well in my head.

‘They’ are ‘me’,  when I am dying, and Death is not here …

When I listen to that voice of ‘They’… I hear,  “… I am crazy, I am foolish, I am too old, I should be careful, I should eat animals, I should eat fried everything, I should ‘enjoy’ the Standard American Death Diet/Fast Foods, I should … … walk, not run … … … accept my old age … …”.

What I purpose TO DO though, when I hear that voice in my head, is to say “no”…

Then, I purpose to think of this picture…

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I am not sure if I will ‘be’ the boy, or his Dad, or just be a RUNNER …

I think I will ‘be’ each, and that will be fine.

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