I must have started running again because the urge to blog
has returned. . .
I spent the summer in the water and on the bike trying to
ignore the instinct to get up and run every morning. I told myself not to run
for a whole marathon training cycle and then reevaluate the foot situation. It has been 16+ weeks and the foot
hasn’t changed but the weather has and there was no way I was going to stay
inside and watch the leaves fall off the trees. Though the miles are few and
slow and my foot is still sore, this fall has been one for the books in regards
to foliage, wonderful weather and beautiful days. I don’t think anyone can be
in New England in the fall and not fall
in love with it.
Since I don’t have my own race to report on I have a few
thoughts on the other race that is hogging all of the tv news time. NYC Marathon you say? I love you for
watching it, but no, I mean the election of our next president, senate and
representatives.
One of my best friends had a baby boy a couple of years ago
and when they moved back to Newport this summer she took a job that required
her to find daytime care for her son. No parent likes letting go and she and
her husband agonized over the decision for live-in care vs a daycare situation.
How would interacting with other children affect their son? What if he was
bullied? Would his character change? For the good and the bad the people that
we meet change us starting as a child and continuing for the rest of our lives.
Traveling and having friends all over the world throughout the past three
presidential elections has allowed me to see what some of the rest of the world
sees when we go through this process. The people we interact with, the choices
we make and the life we choose to live all add up to form the person we become.
It is an algorithm that is ever changing and adding variables. The things we do
and the choices we make, make us who we are as a person. In that respect the
things we do, choose and vote on, make us who we are as a country.
A while ago I asked my Dad why he and mom Mom had decided to
have kids. He expressed his belief that if they could raise, in their case,
four people with good morals and values that it would do some good in the
world. When my sisters started to have their children I was scared for them
because of all of the bad things that fill the news everyday. What kind of world would my nieces and
nephews grow up in? Today, however,
when my sister posted a photo of my niece voting with her, it brought
tears to my eyes. (On a bus to the airport surrounded by people, of course!).
And not because I'm scared for her future but because I'm so excited
about it. Not because "I'm with Her" or not, but because there is
change happening. There are people who face the big, bad, scary world and say,
"We can do better. I'm willing to try, it starts with me." My sisters
and friends with children are passing on ideals and values to their children.
Ideals that include; all people count and are equal, that doing a little good
can go a long way, that we can be the change we wish to see in the world.
Change doesn't happen on one day every four years. We can't blame everyone else
for the state of the country and world.
Yes, you should go vote today, but it's not just for the President. It's
for local leaders and for the people who represent you on a federal stage. All
change is made in increments. In running, learning, and most of all thinking,
nothing happens all at once. The choices we have on a ballot today are from
many, many choices we made or let happen along the way. The political situation
right now is intense, confusing, and ridiculous. It might seem like democracy is
broken but the thing this country is based on is that the people have a say.
These are our candidates because the people that we chose to represent us chose
them to represent them. It may be an outcome you didn’t envision or agree with
but it is the situation we have created. And that’s ok. This is a process. Our
country is young. Learning takes time. This country is an experiment. Change is a constant. Do try to
remember that everything we do has a consequence as per Newton’s 3rd
law. The love, hate, judgment, kindness and/or patience you express is equally
expressed by someone else. Your child, the person on whom you inflicted it or a
passer by. Your vote counts and not just as a hanging chad or an ink filled
bubble that tests your dexterity, but in the way you live your life. We “vote”
everyday. And when you really can't make up your mind, go for a run.
"Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to change, it's not." Maybe Dr. Seuss wrote children's
books because he knew they are the only ones who would listen.
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