I’m a runner who is running the day after his twenty-first birthday. Quite honestly, I’m running on bar appetizers and iced teas. After driving through the night to arrive back home.
Quite honestly, I have not remained in contact with many of my earliest peers. Junior High, High School etc. Now and then, I remind myself of the importance of seeing them, so I make a concerted effort, to do so.
But despite these efforts, I find I am vastly dissimilar from them. I miss my running friends, my marathon crew, and others. These are the closest to me – Psychologically and physically. They understand me. They know me like the sister or brother I have never had. We have shared many things together, and despite our independent ways, the warm and fond memories, push me through even the hardest of days. Thank you.
