Unsettled. That’s the best way to describe this morning’s run, a microcosm of how things have been going the past several weeks.
It’s been a little while since I’ve written, mostly because I’ve been swamped with work, preparing to move to Bemidji, Minn., house hunting and trying to get a bunch of loose ends wrapped up before I leave in less than 2 weeks.
So, when I woke up before 3 a.m., there was little chance of falling back to sleep. My mind only thought about things I need or want to get done before the big move. And it gave me a little extra time to get ready for my morning run with Tim and Riley. Anxious to get going, and run with my friend, Riley and I headed out a little early to greet him out on the roads. But Tim had the same idea, and had taken off early, so he arrived at my house about the time I arrived at his, our paths never crossing.
It turned out that we both struck out on our own, only finding out afterward that neither of us had stood up the other.
And that pretty much defines the past few weeks. Balancing life, work and the search for a new home has been all consuming. I’ve managed to run during the week, but I’ve missed those all important weekend long runs, the one time during the week in which everything seems to come back into focus and perspective, in my efforts to line up housing in what will become my new hometown.
During that stretch, there have been 2 major marathons for local runners, with many of my friends doing very well. My columns in The Forum have highlighted those races, but I wish I had been in a position to do more here. Congratulations to all who trained and completed the Twin Cities and Chicago marathons.
My own task still lies ahead: my next marathon is still about 3 months away in Arizona, and I’m far behind in speed work. But there is time, maybe not to catch up, but at least to put myself in a position to run well.
For any runners who wish to join me and some others, a dear friend of mine has organized a “going away” run on Sunday. We’ll be leaving from Fargo’s Downtown Y at 6:30 a.m., logging 6-8 miles and then having a coffee social afterward. Just the thought of her organizing the casual event means a lot to me.
While I’m moving, it won’t be long until I’m visiting Fargo-Moorhead and running with friends regularly, and racing. The blog will continue, as will the running column in The Forum, which likely will take a little broader approach to the sport we all love.