Mom & Daughter started this journey in 2007 to run a marathon the same day but 7,440 miles apart. From Seattle to Bangkok. The events came and went. Seattle was done but Bangkok, due to Force Majeure, was a no go.
Now, mom & daughter continue their journey with new plans, new goals and different paths. They still run through life alone but together.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Running Honeymoon With Toronto
I’ve been absent. A trip to Toronto for family matters and
my daughter’s one-month visit changed my days’ activities. I didn’t train at
all, but not training didn’t mean not running. What it means is that there were
no hills’ workout, no track, no tempo. There were simply “runs”, absent of any
training qualitative, runs done just for the pleasure of running. Ah, and of course there were races (A 5K at High Park where I won the division and beat the guys as
I was at my niece’s home during my stay
offering the help I could give and enjoying the opportunity to be with family,
but at 5 am, every other day I’d go running, from 5 to 12 miles. I ran
wandering throughout the city, which I got to know well. I ran north, east, south, west. I ran at 90F and at 50's (Yes, very hot when I arrived, to fortunately dropping to more comfortable temperatures). I ran mostly under the rain (what's new). I ran in a monsoon day. That particular day on June 1st, it rained like hell with winds of 40mph. I ran 12 miles that day, and while running by Lake Ontario I thought the wind was going to throw me at it. Rain was so bad that water gushed into Union Station flooding it. It was insane. But I am used to rain. I loved it all.
Some runs were done
with an absolute purpose where I used my legs as a means of transportation; like going to the kosher store 3 miles away to buy kosher stuff. Run out, shop,
and run back; packed the products in a fanny pack or on my back.
After these fabulous runs I asked myself, why don’t I run
like that in my own place? What is the difference? Why a long run in a new
place is done freely with the sensation of being in heaven and, why long runs
at home feel sometimes like a burden? Why do I drive to the grocery store one mile away?
Why do I drive to work just four miles from my doorstep?
Was it because it was a new thing, a new affair? Am I missing something? Was it a Running Honeymoon With Toronto?
Charlitos, the reason of my visit