Weâ€™re still a week and a half away from starting our transcontinental run at Huntington Beach, but I consider today, January 8th, 2014, a transformative day. When our clock chimed in the new day at midnight, I had already been up nearly 24 hours. 24 hours of packing, cleaning, organizing and de-cluttering. I realize now that those physical activities symbolize the packing, cleaning, organizing and de-cluttering I am nurturing within in my heart, mind and soul. And as I sweep away doubt, fear and negativity, I am left with the nearly forgotten taste of freedom. I remember that taste from long ago when, as a child, I played and breathed in the scent of Dadâ€™s clean garden dirt.
Researchers have finally figured out what we all knew as children: sitting at desks all day is a pain in the butt. Our bodies are designed to run, play and explore, to climb mountains, to bear loads, to carry us far and to serve others. Play, purpose-honoring work and service produce love, joy, satisfaction and fun.
David and Olivia pulled Kris and me away from our packing just after midnight. â€śCome on, you guys,â€ť they said. â€śLetâ€™s go light fireworks.â€ť Yes! letâ€™s go celebrate! Today we stepâ€”no, we run forwardâ€”as a family. Prior to lighting the fireworks, we met at our fire pit where I struck the match that ignited years of ancient IRS baloney. Yes! Another celebration! While the time-peace-and-space-sucking torture devices burned, we moved to the driveway and set off several fireworks, including a final one that included blasts of sound, color, light and speed.
And thus begins our journeyâ€”our celebration. We canâ€™t predict the full impact our run might have, but this we know: today, in this moment, we have grabbed life and are living it.
We are buoyed up and carried with the love and support weâ€™ve received from long-time friends and new friends alike. Thank you! We run for you and your families just as much as we run for our own.
Come on, letâ€™s celebrate!