“It’s just running!” She says with an eye roll and lip. There are other things in life like art, family, food, war, poverty, disease, birth, pets, sunsets, tequila, sex, music, coffee, hockey, yoga, education, patents, sunscreen, death, laughter, guns, tattoos…survival. Life.
“It’s only running!” She scolds. There are other things in life like Women’s rights, Gay rights, health care, Animal rights, affirmative action, environmental law, Veterans, Big Brother, spam, taxes, martini’s, credit cards, dental bills, after school care, volunteering, homelessness….survival.
People pour themselves into different things that we all just cannot possibly understand. Is there any sense in the obsession over a black jack table? Wearing a cheese on one’s head while cheering? Spending twenty hours a day on a trading floor? Getting lost in the Amazon? Singing opera in Rome? Climbing K2? Driving at Nascar? Reading a really delicious novel? Spending a young life devoted to dancing in the New York Ballet?
Does any of this fit into survival? Does painting? Designing? Celebrating? The entire point to life is not survival. It isn’t just running. It’s freedom. It’s youth. It’s thought, taste, love, air, light and sweat. It’s pure pleasure spiked with pain.
Nothing lasts forever, but it is never just running. Believe in the run.