Saturday, September 29, 2012
I met a woman that reminds me of my former self. I met her a few weeks ago when I started taking my oldest son to his orchestra rehearsals. He meets on Saturday mornings for 1.5 hours. That's plenty of time for me to get in some really good exercise.
I met her as I was running around a popular running spot. She was walking her dog - going in the opposite direction. Her dog was a pitbull mix. She was thin and very stylishly dressed. As I noticed her, I wished I could still wear clothes like hers. I dug a little deeper in my run in the hopes of losing a few more calories - a little faster. After the third time around, I stopped and asked her if she knew the distance around the loop. It seemed to me like, perhaps, she was a regular. She did.
Much to both of our surprises, we ran into each other in the orchestra rehearsal room when we picked up our children. And now we're friends and talk with each other every Saturday morning.
She's about ten years younger than I am and has only one child. She runs 5 miles and has the body of a runner. I'm guessing she runs those miles about 9 minutes/mile. That's what I used to do when I was her age. I think my body was similar to hers when I was her age. I look at her and think of me - the way I used to be - ten years ago.
But it's not just age. I think I can get back to that body. Or maybe I'm just fooling myself. Maybe I can't. But I think I can get back to running 5 miles at a time. And maybe that's my goal. And maybe the pounds will go away. And maybe one day I'll look like my former self again. Maybe that's my goal.