Chicago Marathon

Monday, October 08, 2012

My parents and I went to cheer on my cousin in the marathon today. He's run it about 10 times, so he's quite a veteran. We waited around the 23 mile-mark for probably 30 minutes before he came along. When he spotted us, he came over and stopped to hug us and thank us. It was the first time he's seen me since I got back from China, and one of the first things he said to me was, "Next year you." I had forgotten, during my senior year of college, I had told him about how I was getting into running. He's held onto this, even after I went away for a year and pretty much stopped running. But after seeing all those runners today and hearing the crowd cheer for friends and strangers alike, I'm more inspired to lace up my shoes and hit the asphalt. I want it to be me one day. Maybe next year, maybe the year after. I want to be one of those badass running beasts who challenges 26.2 miles of asphalt and wins.

After we got home, I put on my shoes and went for a run.
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