Sunday we ran our final long run before the Boston Marathon.

12.58 miles of hills and good company. There is great joy in being out on a long run with friends on a great day. The freedom experienced while running is unlike anything else I have experienced.

Feeling the sun on your face and the air fill your lungs. That is living. The burn in your legs as you push up the hills and the feeling of acceleration at the crest as gravity falls away like a heavy load.

Cresting Hills

In life we are constantly pushing up hills that make us question our journey. Why does it have to be so difficult? Why are there always these damn hills? Did we make a wrong turn somewhere along the way?

The joy is in reaching the crest. That point at which we can see the other side. The moment we know the hill, the challenge, has not beaten us. The challenge has been met. We will push forward and we will be stronger for the next challenge.

What ever hills you are facing believe that you will crest the hill. If you believe that you can, then you can. Sometimes you just need to hold on and live to fight another day.

Run well my friends and thank you for your support.

Andy

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