A Little Nudge

It has always taken a little nudge to get things done.

The call out of an enemy
The encouragement of a friend
The broken heart of a lover
The advice from a role model

For the most part, no one is ever guilty of causing someone else to act. They are merely guilty of helping them, giving them a little nudge.

This goes the same with running. The couch, my dad, or fellow teammates never ran a good or a bad race for me, they merely gave me a nudge.

Before today, it took me quite some time to run and the only thing that I can blame it on is the heat. It has been bad. It has been some of the worst heat of the summer. And yet it was just an excuse, and I let it get the better of me. That is, until I received a message from a good friend.

Jayo is someone who never needed that nudge. He is a man that goes after his dreams and his passions and he does so on his own. He is someone I have always admired. He never has faltered in that regard.

He sent me a message the other day, a few hours before I was to present a mock lesson for a teaching job in my home town. He said that my blog has helped him out and inspired him to run or at least start running. He mentioned he was plagued with the same excuses I am plagued with, and yet he would see my blog and continue to run.

It filled me with both shock and wonderment that someone who so easily did things independently and without reservation would need someone like me to help him get started but then again, everyone needs that little nudge. He said I was the one that give him a little nudge to start running. And yet, he was the one that was able to get me out there running today.

The humidity was terrible and I could barely breath. I closed in on a mile but at the same time it was a mile that was much needed. It wasn't the mileage or the speed but it was the victory of the going out there.

It was that little nudge, that was much needed,