Friday, February 01, 2008

Inspirations

Living out in the boonies there are mornings when I have to travel about 20 miles down the road to get to the places I need to go. I know, that pales in comparison to some peoples definition of the boonies but work with me here will ya.

I usually venture out at least 3 mornings a week while the kiddos are in school. Sometimes I have places to be, sometimes I just need to be out of the house. No matter what my reason or escuse is for being out on the road one thing remains the same.

Her.

She wears a bright pink zip up jacket, an ear warmer of the same color and she usually has on gray pants. She has red hair and is a tiny little thing of a gal.

Every time I go out I see her, it doesn't matter what the weather is doing, it doesn't matter if I get a later start than normal, it doesn't matter what time I start back home. She is always there.

Running.

I want so badly to stop and talk to her. Find out who she is, why she runs. What she is running from. How she finds it possible to have a smile on her face in the pouring rain. And I also would like to know why she seems to look me directly in the eye every time I pass.

I want to know her, just because she has something that inspires me. Now, it hasn't inspired me to go join her yet, and truthfully it never will. But I have thought about the possibilities of me being able to run. Of course there is no possible way I would run somewhere that some one could witness the event, but I do have a fairly long winding driveway.

First things first though. I must find supportive shoes for my weak ankles. They roll so easily, often times while I am just walking along doing something totally different.

But there was that one time in Basic Training in the Air Force that I didn't have a chance to make excuses. I had to run to stay away from the meanies that liked to make an example of you. I'm so happy that I learned how to fake run in a crowd. That's a must have skill for one with weak ankles in the AF! I did however learn to run, and as much as I despised it, I loved it too.

Maybe I'll go for a walk like this guy did. He's full of inspiration too!

1 comment:

Kare said...

I had to come back and reread this post. I love this post.