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I Can Run. Who Knew?

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  • Posted in general by Rosaleen Ortiz on April 8. 2010 at 6:40 pm · · 2 comments·

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I Can Run. Who Knew?

I’ve experience things many people only dream of.

I’ve walked the Great Wall – not the whole stretch but a nice bit. I’ve hiked the Inca Trail and the Franz Joseph glacier. I’ve horse-trekked the hills of Songpan, the trails of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, and through lush coffee haciendas. I’ve biked down the “most dangerous road in the world” and across the Chinese grasslands. I’ve kayaked the bioluminiscent bay in Vieques. I’ve jumped off a bridge, dived among corals and traveled down a few rivers.

And I’ve done it all bitching.

Yes, I’ve bitched my way around the world. Hell, I’m bitching right now, so I guess I don’t even need to leave home to bitch (in fact, some of the best bitching happens right here on this couch I’m sitting on right now).

But my greatest source of sorrows when I travel hasn’t been the food that I can’t swallow, the pit toilets that I can’t yet get my head around (hmm? maybe that’s the problem), the fact that I hate flying more than any other thing it this world or my fellow travellers’ love of small talk (where are you from? where are you going? where have you been? yadda, yadda, yadda.).

No. I bitch because I hurt. I hurt because I can’t breath. I can’t breath because I’m lazy.

Oh, yes, I’m lazy.

But as lazy as I am, I keep putting myself in positions where I, well, where I have to bring it.

And so it is that for the last what?, six years or so, I’ve been making the New Year’s resolution to run the New York City marathon. But, please, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I’m not running the New York City marathon this year either. But for the first time since that awful day on sixth grade (more on that later) I’ve put on my almost brand new,  4-year old pair of tennis shoes and I’ve hit the asphalt (thankfully, not face first yet).

Yes. I’m running. This is my fourth week in and it’s one of those times in my life (like that time when I panicked and had to put myself together, saving myself from drowning on my first dive) where I’m feeling pret-ty proud of myself.

So, today (while I was supposed to be working on other stuff – more on that later) I’ve decided that I want to keep track of my progress by doing that other thing I keep putting off: writing a blog.

And there you have it. What turns our lives take?

I run.

I blog.

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