– Henry David Thoreau
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away,
where the air was thick and the tacos freshly made,
lived a young girl who had a little dream…a dream to run in the warm desert breeze.
Day after day she put in the miles,
running and running, pretending to smile.
She worried and fretted that it may not come to pass,
That half way through the race she’d be flat on her @ss.
But thanks to her friends and family too,
she easily made it to mile 22.
With pain in her knees and hips and butt,
she stayed with the group that lifted her up.
Over the bridge and around the stadium,
she crossed that beautiful line in joyful delirium!
So that little girl from the land far, far away
learned a great lesson about life that day.
She learned the value of committing to gaols,
She learned that the goal is worth every sacrifice,
every pain, every discomfort, every lack of what’s nice.
For in the struggle priceless lessons are learned
every step, every mile, every sore muscle earned.
And now she can say with confidence, true:
“I AM A MARATHONER!! YOU CAN BE TOO!”
“The miracle isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.”