Today I ran the Collegiate Peaks Trail Run in Buena Vista Colorado. The race offers a 50 mile and a 25 mile option. I was scheduled to do the 50 but ended up running 27.08 very difficult miles.
Our lives are fleeting and fragile...they turn on a dime. Today I literally ran for someone’s life and I did not make it. I tried, believe me I tried. The aid station was too far, the oxygen was too thin, the climb was too great and I was too slow. I spent the remainder of the day running with my beloved wife trying to hope, trying to smile, trying to convince myself I had done all that I could.
I will continue to run, to run for my life, to run for his life, to run for your life.
I leave him this remembrance. God bless you on your next run my friend.
Under the azure skies we ran with snow laden peaks looking down on us, sides glistening with the bright light of a gentle sun.
Upon the brown earth we ran with banks of dusty green pine and juniper perfuming the air as a mountain creek laughed at our feet.
Through time and space we ran with our hearts pumping and our legs churning out the miles, miles and miles with smiles broadly glinting off our happy faces.
“Another day in paradise” you said to me and I smiled calmly with a quiet, joyous heart and now there you lie at my feet, head torn, and body quaking like a gnarled aspen flowing red upon our impossibly small patch of the earth.
Through time and space I ran heart pounding furiously, legs churning and burning trying to reach the place where we had smiled.
Upon the brown earth I ran cursing the climb, cursing my slow body, cursing my impotency in the face of an enormous world.
Under the azure skies your spirit soared free, high among the snow-capped peaks, gently onward to breath in the warmth of the sun.
I finished your run my friend, I finished your run bursting at the seams with life but you too were right…today was a good day to die.