8.88
Not quite 9 miles, but the run was very therapeutic.
Today I was thinking of the time when I first came to the United States in 1997. America was the dream, the land of opportunity. I was scared, nervous, terrified, and yet super-excited (free and independent, at last) and so positive! I would do whatever it takes to win. Hoping for the best, always prepared for the worst. I knew I could not go back to where I came from. So I had absolutely nothing to lose.
I also thought of my kids, who will never experience the same. When they hear me speak Russian, they still get surprised "wow, it's our Mom speaking this"..
When I came back (I had to call Freddy to come and pick me up), because going back up the mountain in any reasonable amount of time today was not feasible today (another day, this will be the story). I took a shower, and the feeling of stinging burn when the water just touches your running scars - was both painful and pleasant all at the same time.
I saw a lot today during the run and I paid attention (not my typical "zoned out while running" day). Some of my favorites from today's run are below.
It feels good to be young and run.
I will cherish these moments for the rest of my life - the moments of solitude, running, pushing myself through challenging hills and a lot of thinking in my own mind.
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