Life's Run

Do you ever find yourself running and running a million miles an hour and when you finally have to stop for a breathier because you're exhausted and completly out of breath - you wonder why in the world you've been running so hard and so fast? You've completly missed the last 7 miles. You're numb to the people around you, the fields you just ran by, the rain running down your face. And where in the world are you even running to that requires you to get there so fast you can't even enjoy the journey?
Good question. Too bad I don't have a good answer right now. But I do know I need to take time to notice how beautiful the sky is, to remember how I love to gaze at the stars, and what about the countless times I used to lie on the grass with my dad and find people/things/shapes in the clouds?
When was the last time I took 10 minutes to remember all the fun memories this past year holds - like boating in the rain at Flaming Gorge, attempting to "barefoot" on the Palisades Resevoir, rounding up cows with friends/family, hiking Mills Canyon and climbing the cliffs, the bottle rocket war in Star Valley, falling off the ski lift with my sisters, training for the triathlons, riding our bikes around the neighborhood late at night, road tripping it to California and chilling on the beach for 3 days, sleeping on the deck in Swan Valley and getting soaked by the rain, setting off fireworks in downtown SLC, running the Ogden Half with new shoes/no training, learning how to long board on the CA boardwalks, hiking in Yosemite National Park, running across the Golden Gate bridge, running the New York marathon, playing in the ocean waves, riding the motorcycles along the peak of the mountains, taking the gondola up to Snowbasin under the full moon, playing Balderdash with my family, getting up at 5 am to run 18 miles and then having breakfast at Ruth's diner, dropping off the zip line in a freezing pond-twice, riding the 4-wheeler with my niece, going snowmobiling in -6 degree weather, the 3 am excursions to the OX Ranch...there have been some good times this year.
Maybe this blog seems like a rambler, but I just realized as I reflected on some of this year's memories that maybe life is all about running hard and fast- BUT taking the time to enjoy every second of it....all the smells, hearing all the music, seeing all the beauty. Life is sweet. Love every second.