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Last week I awoke one day to a message on Facebook from my friend Sue. She had sent me a link to this —>
, saying she thought of me when she first saw it. Little did I know that Jess had posted that same video on her blog just the day before. I urge you to watch it, but I warn you, have some tissues ready. After initially seeing it, and wiping away many tears, I sent a “thank you” to Sue.
The next day I got a note from my friend Logan. He was speaking on a podcast called Geeks in Running Shoes previewing a presentation he was going to give to a group from Google on the nexus of running and social media. During the podcast he spoke of reading this blog and how it completely changed the way he sees autism – or more to point, that he now SEES autism and is less inclined to judge a family and their “misbehaving” child.
Later I received a response from Sue. She told me that she and her family had done the Autism Walk in her hometown due in large part to the regular posts both Jess and I put up on our respective blogs.
Each of those things, the video by Lou, the presentation by Logan and Sue’s initial thought of me and response would have individually made me feel pretty inspired, but it was the rapid fire impact of those three that hit me like a Mack Truck of Good Feelings.
Suddenly my brain was in high gear, jumping from one project to another that has fallen by the wayside over the last year or two – the books I want to write (one about running, the other completely unrelated), the motivational tools I want to produce – I became even more motivated in fund raising for Autism Speaks and the spreading of the message of awareness.
But the biggest impact was on my desire to run. It is no secret that I have been struggling to find my mojo since May. My runs have been uninspired at best. This past weekend I ran on both Saturday and Sunday for the first time in a long while. I went back to basics on Saturday, pulling out my old Vibram Treks and did a nice little 5-miler into town and back. My calves were almost immediately in pain when I got home, but I LOVED it! On Sunday, I put on the more traditional shoes and went out just to “run for fun”. Shortly into my run I came across an entrance to a trail, shrugged my shoulders and went for my first trail run.
What fun! The only downside, if there was one, was that I ended up getting lost, ending up at the same bridge over a sea of 4 foot tall grass three times before I finally figured out how to get out of the woods. My only real worry was the 93° heat, otherwise, in the wise words of my friend Lisa (@runlikeacoyote – you should follow her if you are on twitter), it really wasn’t getting lost, it was just exploring.
Bottom line is this – I am pumped, full of energy and raring to go (though I did come to the conclusion that I am in no way ready to take the plunge on a 50-mile run through the mountains of Vermont – especially if it’s 93frickin’°!!!). Still, I feel good – terribly sore, but good! My calves really hate me right now, but it’s good.
I’m looking forward to putting words to paper (already 1200 words in), I’m re-thinking my “why we run” project, I am setting up an appointment with a graphics designer, I’m looking forward to this October’s Autism Walk with Autism Speaks, and I have renewed motivation for spreading awareness.
AND running is fun again.
How incredible is it that one can spend months trying to find their mojo only to have it reappear thanks to three apparently unconnected, yet intricately related people.
Thank you Lou for your vision, thank you Logan for opening yourself up to awareness and passing it on, and thank you Sue for your open heart, your kindness and inspiration.
Finally, for all those who have seen Lou’s video, here’s his thank you to you.
Run Luau Run 