The weather was perfect: 17 degrees celsius and slightly overcast. A gentle breeze escorted the runners and wakers from the start, along Toronto's Lakeshore Blvd, to past the finish line. I took it easy today; reminded myself at each kilometer banner not to push too hard...to save my muscles for the 50K in six days. I focused on keeping my head clear of all thoughts; I paid attention to only the music on my iPod and the faces of the runners on the other side of the street who were that much closer to the finish line than I. As I looked into those faces, I wondered how many had Ankylosing Spondylitis; how many of them had any type of disease...illness...affliction that impacted the quality of their life; that made them grateful for being able to get out of bed and face the beautiful day. At every race, the reality of my ability to run, while many others with arthritis cannot, is glaring. Part of me feels very accomplished; part of me wonders when my body will eventually say "enough!" Until that time comes, I'll just keep on running.
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