10 minutes in. I am not warmed up yet. It feels very heavy today. It’s interval training day and I have to push myself to run as fast as I can for 4 minute intervals.
Fellow runners on the road always get my attention even if for a very brief moment. The co-passengers. As I glanced over to my right, I noticed a 20 something man in grey running shorts and black hoodie stroll by me. He looked like he was warming up. His strides were smooth and effortless. The body seemed to be not even in the second gear.
As I was pounding away my body with every ounce of energy I can muster into my hips and legs, my fellow runner just passed me running faster than I am, while looking like he is not even walking.
This is nothing new for me. I am not an athlete. I don’t look like one. I am not built like one and I don’t run like one. I am in my 40th year, who did jack with physical fitness for 30 of those 40 years.
But as I saw this wonderful athlete wave past me like a feather, it hit me – my thoughts for those brief few seconds..
“…It doesn’t matter how I look this moment. I am not running in this moment to look good. I am not running in this moment for anybody here on this street right now. I am. And I am running for something beyond me and beyond just this moment….It doesn’t matter..”
The lethargy and heaviness vanished in that very moment, my eyes nearly closed and the run continued with every ounce of energy in that moment.
He was a teacher today. That gentleman whose name I don’t know. I don’t know if he knows he was a teacher today. But he was.
An hour later, I finished up what I had to train for today. Tomorrow, If it comes, we will learn something new!




