Monday, January 14, 2008

Thanks to an unknown man

I went on a trail run this evening. My running partner Dave and I came across this man using a walker to walk up a hill. I had seen him there on a couple of occasions. He appeared to have had a stroke or something that had paralyzed his face and made walking difficult. We spoke about the will it would take to get out, and have to struggle to place one foot in front of the other.

I questioned whether I would have the motivation to keep pushing if I were that man.

I sometimes take for granted, my ability to run. Like Dave mentioned "How many people in that man's shoes would kill (figuratively) to be able to run"?
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