Just Showing Up…

My local early morning run in Vermont was fueled by thoughts of Hopkinton, MA. Each footfall honored a shared kinship with runners I will never meet. The thousands of Boston bound runners toed the much-anticipated line today. Patriots’ Day in once again synonymous with the Boston Marathon. The 26.2 miles to Boylston Street have rightfully returned to Boston during the spring…

What is it about putting one foot in front of the other? A universal passion for a sport that is both exhilarating and heartbreaking. Sometimes both extremes are experienced in the very same event. However runners never ever truly regret a run. Success and failure are defined by each personal effort.

Friendships like no others are made as you grind out the training miles together. Conversations flow and bonds form. Magic rises up off the pavement. A daily drive to get out the door regardless of extenuating circumstances is deemed necessary by most runners. The weather rarely factors in other than influencing apparel choices. Short runs. Long runs. Slow and fast efforts…

Eight women made running history exactly 50 years ago. It wasn’t until 1972 that women were officially recognized to run the Boston Marathon. Val Rogosheske was one of the eight female athletes that day. She returned to the start of Boston today at age 75 to honor this tremendous accomplishment. Sporting a “1972” race bib number she made her way to Boston. And yes, she finished…

“Every run is a work of art, a drawing on each day’s canvas. Some runs are shouts and some runs are whispers. Some runs are eulogies and other celebrations.” Dagny Scott Barrios

 

 

Author: Elizabeth Ricketson

A graduate of Providence College with a BA in English, Elizabeth Ricketson has always had a love of literature and the fine arts. Elizabeth’s essays focus on life experiences and life in Vermont.

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