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| Battling the elements at the front of a group in the 2012 Lake Effect Half Marathon |
Lately I have been thinking a great deal about purpose.
Perhaps this is a byproduct of winter marathon training and battling what seems
to be a never-ending deluge of polar vortexes. When your eyelids are frozen
open by wind and sleet, and you’ve lost all sensation in your appendages, the
“what am I doing” question plays like a song on repeat with every consecutive
mile. To train for a marathon at any time, you have to be, what polite friends call,
quirky. To train for a marathon through an upstate New York winter, you have to
be downright crazy.
