(photo by Glenn Tachiyama. Running past ruins in Ancient Nemea.)
I've thought a lot about my trip to Greece and running the Spartathlon since I've been home. I've "processed" so much. It was such a rich experience, filled with adventure, passion, despair, love, anger, hope, friendship, gratitude. That's why I call it "rich." It was thick with emotion and adventure.
Even an old dog can learn. I learned a lot.
I learned that:
there is nothing more important than your friends and family and significant other.
you can't always win the race.
sometimes no matter how hard you try, you will "fail" nonetheless.
your best is good enough.
love and forgiveness are stronger than hate and greed.
the world is filled with good people wanting to make the world a better place.
you should not allow mean people into your head space; there's only so much room in there.
the mind CAN overcome the physical.
sometimes the mind is weak.
sometimes we need someone to lean on when we sprain our ankles.
so do bruised hearts.
"no pain, no gain" is not just physical.
we're not as fragile as we think.
we're not as strong as we think.
some risks are worth taking.
life is short; we should kiss often, laugh a lot and love with abandon.
Child of the Sixties
3 weeks ago