Week Four

I had to run my seven miles this on Friday morning because of a funeral I went to on Saturday. The running seems almost irrelevant this week—I’m feeling very reflective on what I heard and saw yesterday.

What I experienced almost seemed to reinforce my goals for running, in a sideways sort of way. LaShana Douville, the widow of TSgt Daniel Douville, said at one point “your tears do not impress me. If you don’t like something, then do something to change it. Do something.”

While I cannot change what happens in Afghanistan, I feel like I’m doing something by raising money to help those that are injured. I don’t know, maybe this seems off the wall, but it feels to me like this is the only REAL way I can contribute to what is happening to these men and women. I know they do what they do, not for glory, but to simply help. To stop others from being injured or killed, to contribute in a way that only they, as a collective group, can contribute.

My efforts seem minor to me but at least I feel as though I’m doing something.

Thank you, TSgt Douville and to all of those who proceeded you in this war.

Miles: 7
Total time: 1 hour, 22 minute
Average pace: 11:45
Best pace: 9:27
Weather: Humid temp was 74* at 0600, but it was 96% humidity
Song o’ the run: Ready to Run by The Dixie Chicks