Commitment
My friend asked me to run at 4:30 am. I wanted to say no, I knew it would be early but I said yes. I drove to the trailhead the night before to sleep there. I have a hard time sleeping usually so going to the trailhead helps that. Usually I read for an hour or two before sleeping. Well 4:20 rolled around and I awoke desperate for more sleep. I tried to convince myself that maybe I could come up with an excuse not to run with him. Slowly I crept from my down cocoon and dressed myself for the long run ahead. Still wiping the sleep from my eyes I saw his lights wash over the car. Still I felt twinges of regret, Why was I doing this? I could be sleeping still. I had to go, I had no choice. So it went 16 miles and a few thousand vertical. Hard miles on an even harder trail, very rocky and uneven terrain. I bonked about 12 miles in but mentally forced myself to keep going. My form had gone to shit but we made it out alive. I headed back to work sore and tired. I promised him I would run so I did. I think its important to keep your word, especially to friends. Did I want to go? Not really. But I knew if I was in his position that a friend would be appreciated.
