T-Do you ever ask yourself (using running as perhaps a bigger, existential metaphor)--what would it mean if I could never run again? I think about these things (clearly, too much time on my hands)--about how both the "little things" and the bigger things serve to define how we think about ourselves.
T-Do you ever ask yourself (using running as perhaps a bigger, existential metaphor)--what would it mean if I could never run again? I think about these things (clearly, too much time on my hands)--about how both the "little things" and the bigger things serve to define how we think about ourselves.
I get it! This is such a great question, Diana... let me think about it a little. I do sometimes think about that, as I remember (this is like 20 years ago) when then-President Bush, who'd been a big runner for many years, finally had enough of the knee pain he'd been experiencing and gave up running for cycling. I haven't experienced that kind of pain yet, but it's always a possibility, you know?
And so, what would it mean to give up something that had been a big part of your life for such a long time? I suppose we should always try to stay curious and look for things that might invigorate us or interest us in new ways, because you're right, there's always that possibility that one day, we might not be able to do anymore the thing we've loved, and so we'll need to find new ground to explore, new things to engage ourselves with.
I'm probably just rambling here -- but it's a great, great question. I'm going to do some more noodling on this...
T-Do you ever ask yourself (using running as perhaps a bigger, existential metaphor)--what would it mean if I could never run again? I think about these things (clearly, too much time on my hands)--about how both the "little things" and the bigger things serve to define how we think about ourselves.
I get it! This is such a great question, Diana... let me think about it a little. I do sometimes think about that, as I remember (this is like 20 years ago) when then-President Bush, who'd been a big runner for many years, finally had enough of the knee pain he'd been experiencing and gave up running for cycling. I haven't experienced that kind of pain yet, but it's always a possibility, you know?
And so, what would it mean to give up something that had been a big part of your life for such a long time? I suppose we should always try to stay curious and look for things that might invigorate us or interest us in new ways, because you're right, there's always that possibility that one day, we might not be able to do anymore the thing we've loved, and so we'll need to find new ground to explore, new things to engage ourselves with.
I'm probably just rambling here -- but it's a great, great question. I'm going to do some more noodling on this...