That’s it! 2018 is a wrap. A typical 4-mile Sunday afternoon walk with these two finished up my 2018 Run the Year Challenge. Technically, I did not run every mile, but everyone sets their own parameters for the challenge. For me, I wanted to do better with it than I did in 2017. I wanted to get in at least 2 miles per day. I now have a 344 day streak going. I am pretty stingy with awarded myself my miles. The have to be intentional miles in which I ran, walked or hiked. On some days the two miles came easier than other days. Some days I barely got the two miles in and on some days I did much more than the two mile required minimum that I set for myself. No, the dogs didn’t do all of the miles with me, but they did enough to make that medal partly theirs as well.
The year included four half marathons and many 5ks. The 5ks included my first with my niece Leah and one in which a former student came up to me and said, “Mr. T will you run a 5k with me?” He crushed me. “I thought you were faster,” he said afterwards. The half marathons included the EVL Half in Ellicotville, New York which I have done all five of so far. I want to keep that streak alive too.
The year began with a very cold group run in Buffalo in which we mapped out the year. The year included five states; New York, Pennsylvania, Florida, Vermont, and California. It included two airports; Baltimore-Washington International and McCarran International in Las Vegas. The year included roads, trails and beaches. The year included wind, rain, cold, heat, snow, daylight and darkness. The year included ice cream and the finding of a lot of loose change. The year even included my first triathlon in a several years. The year included some long overdue miles on my old friend the Appalachian Trail. And of course, the year included many many miles around my beloved hometown of Lockport, New York.
The year included plenty of alone miles, group runs and walks during my lunch at school. I think my favorite run began around 10 PM one evening during the summer as I had the opportunity to pace a friend to her first 50-mile finish. Booker, Ringo and myself even participated in the first Ruffalo