Why Not Run?
gotta run
Sometimes on a run I’ll start remembering things from 30 years ago with absolute delight and joy. This time of year always does it to me. When I was a kid, we were allowed to write down as many things as we wanted for Christmas and mail the list to Santa. One year I took the BEST catalog and wrote down every toy inside. I remember the catalog being about 5,000 pages long.
I didn’t get anything from that list.
I started wondering about what I would have done if I had. Where would I have put the toys? How could I ever have played with them all? What were they, anyway? That was the year I got this action-figure doll that came with a horse, canteen, and binoculars. She looked like Barbie, but didn’t have a great figure or glitzy clothing. She wore a lot of brown and boots. And she went on adventures. I hated her at first. I pined for a Barbie like so many of my friends. But as often these stories do, the tables turned for me. My friends started coming over and fought over my adventure girl. She was cool. She did cool things. She was brave. And she take Barbie down in a second. I loved my adventure girl.
It’s the season of giving. Of celebration. Imbibing. Enjoy it all. Give the unexpected. Embrace the surprises given to you. Cherish your memories. Let them wash over you during your next run.
May your next run be a good one.
Rebecca