I run because it frees me. To cut though the darkness. To move into the light. To make me feel when the world makes me numb. To inspire me to be grateful for my health and my life.
I run to prove to myself and others that I am courageous, that I have infinite persistence, resilience, and adaptability. I run to show my Son that movement is normal and part of the everyday. I want to celebrate that a person is a Phoenix, rising every time from the ashes.
I run because it allows me to be part of a true tribe where stuff or status means shit. I run because it enables me to be truly in touch with our basic instincts: to be a predator, to be the prey, to just breath, to move with a purpose, and to be immersed in our natural world. I run to celebrate what it is to be human.