We will go on a run today because we are runners.
We will run tomorrow, too. And we will run the next day. This is who we are.
Running is not a hobby.
Running is not a phase we are going through. We will not get it out of our system.
We will sign up for our second marathon the day after finishing our first marathon.
We will wake early every morning to feel the new sun on our legs. To feel fresh snow under our feet. To feel the wind against our backs. To hear birds and newspaper trucks and our favorite playlists. We will watch early-morning clouds move across mountains and we will taste salt on our lips.
We will run when we are at our smiling happiest. We will run when we are at our saddest sad. We will run when we are tired or sick or married or alone. We will run when we have kids and when loved ones pass away. We will run with souls full of heartache and compassion and trust and overflowing love.
We will run to share our love.
We will run to test our own limits, to prove to ourselves that we can do it.
We will run for our health. We will run if only to listen to our own hearts beating for miles. We will run to feel every muscle. We will run to sing as loud as we can in the middle of the woods.
We will run on dirt and sand and mud and concrete and asphalt and gravel and rock and grass and cinder and rubber.
We will run to see how far the trail will go. We will run to see what speeds the sidewalk can handle. We will run between buildings and canyons, and we will believe we are free.
We will run to feel the earth moving under our feet.
We will run to celebrate the life that is flowing through our bodies.