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Monday, March 22, 2010

The charger

Tonight's run was grueling.  I was determined to run two miles. I did it - in short intervals - and by the end of my 3 mile route, I had run a total of two out of the three. But it hurt and it was hard and I wanted to give up and go home.

I was about halfway done, frustrated and even angry that it's so hard for me to get fit, when I saw the car. I've seen it before, on blocks in a neighbors garage. It's an old charger, beat up, faded paint job, windowless, in rough shape. But it has potential for beauty.

Tonight the guy had it running. He was driving around the neighborhood off and on during my entire run. I could hear the engine, roaring loudly over my iPOD. Then I would see him pull over, get out, lift the hood and tweak. All the while, he was grinning from ear to ear. It might not be in mint condition, and it might run ragged, but it was off the blocks and going.

I saw some parallels between me and that car. I spent way too many years up on blocks - sitting on the couch with my remote. I'm finally out the door and running. I may not run smooth and fast, and my body may not be in mint condition, but I'm moving. I'm pretty sure that's worth a big grin.

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