My Mother was a runner
My Father was a runner.
My sister was a runner.
They all ran the 100 meter.
I was not a runner. I hate running
I ran because my Mother Father & Sister ran.
I have long legs. I’m built for long distance.
But I hate running. I hated it in high school track and field.
My coach would say “Why are you running the 200? You’ve got long legs! You can do the 3K no sweat”.
But I hate running.
I run today to honor my father and mother. my sister, whose track meets were the daily activity of my family. I run for Coach Gray today, who was right.