Actually, you couldn't pay me enough to repeat the 7th grade. Let's just say a grown-out perm, braces and a crush on a guy named Hans were included. Try not to let that mental image sink in.
So, for the final day of my thankfulness campaign, I want to let you know that I am thankful for running.
Take a moment. I know this is overwhelming. I myself am living in a state of complete shock.
I know this is contrary to everything I am and everything I stand for,
But in all honesty, it makes me feel like an Olympian. For years, I have tried to be athletic. I have always worked out. I have taken up salsa dancing. I have even participated in a variety of sports, including softball, volleyball, tennis, ballet, soccer for a day and baton-twirling. I was a rock star at baton-twirling. But none of those made me feel like I owned an ounce of coordination.
That is where running is different. And do you know why it is different? Because it requires ZERO TALENT. That's right, all you need is perseverance and a paramedic. No talent necessary.
So thanks for letting me share this with you. And just in case you were wondering, my new fondness of running will never, EVER translate into a new love for hiking. If that were to ever happen you would know that the four horsemen of the Apocalypse were right behind me.
And thanks for giving me so many reasons to be thankful. You are the best.