I think I now know what devout people feel like when someone converts to their religion. This past week I’ve inspired at least seven family members to start running and I’m super excited to see how it changes their lives.
My parents — along with aunts, cousins and an uncle — have decided to train for the Second Wind 5K, of which I am co-director, in Madera. They say they’re doing it for me, to support the race I’m helping to organize, but I can’t wait until they figure out that they’re actually doing it for themselves.
I can’t wait for their energy levels to skyrocket, for their extra weight to fall off, for them to feel their first runners’ high. I feel like I’ve been living in Disneyland and now I get to give my family a tour of the happiest place on earth for their first time.
A few have said, “This is it. We’re doing this one race and then no more running.” I can’t wait to make them eat their words! Because really, how can you stop running once you’ve started? Running becomes part of who you are. It gives you a title — you’re a Runner...