Many months after an ankle injury put paid to my running, I finally returned to the road this weekend. It is humbling to return from a 5k run and clock in at 37 minutes when you used to do the same run in 25. Oh well slowly now I keep telling myself. While running my favourite route I remembered a piece I had written some months back that kept coming into my mind on the run. I would like to share it with all of you now…

I Share MY Road…Commute TooMuchCoffee

MY road? Well it’s not actually MY road, I don’t really own it, in fact I don’t even live on it, but I do run it almost everyday and in my head that makes it MY road. I set out at about 5:15am most mornings and I share MY road with so many others.

There are the sprinters, the joggers and the walkers. What strikes me most about these people is that they are not wearing the latest in high tech running shoes or specially designed shirts to wick sweat from the body as they cover the kilometres. No GPS heart rate monitors strapped on these chest. In fact most are in ordinary clothes, overalls, construction boots, reflective security jackets, in fact, just about anything.

They are not running to get fit or to complete some race they have circled on a calendar, they are running to get to work, to catch a taxi, to make a change of shift or even to get home after pulling an all nighter. They are running to bring home the money they need to live, they are truly professional athletes.

We nod to each other as we pass and sometimes even share a greeting over the music blaring from my iPod. And each day I am reminded just how fortunate I am to have the opportunity and the means to choose when I run, to choose why I run and to choose where I run.

So to all those who share MY road with me, thank you for the lessons you teach me everyday and Gods speed and safety on your journey.

The Coffee Addict
Somewhere On My Road

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