running twice a day isn’t that hard when you only run 2 and 1 miles. i am a genius.
i know what you’re saying. gee, mr. pants. 3 miles a day. 13 minute pace. ZERO followers. you are quite the Internet Influencer. surely you must have an opinion on the mary cain thing.
and i do. which is this. i don’t know.
i do know that many years ago, i ran my best when i looked like a skeleton. there was a saying that if people were worried about you, you were getting close to racing weight.
in a sport where every second counts, every pound does as well. i realize it’s complicated, that your health begins to decline. but racing is all about trying to walk on that ledge between being your best and falling off the edge. seems like you sign up for that risk when you aim to become a world-class runner. everything else has to take a back seat if you’re going to be the best in the world.
but for a teenager to become suicidal from it and to begin hurting herself, and then for the people in charge of her to refuse to help? that’s not sports. that’s a total loss of compassion, a lack of basic morality.
i’m glad she appears to have come out on the other side. i’m glad her parents were there for her. i’m glad the bastards behind this are losing their jobs.
mostly i’m glad that countless girls will see her video. they’ll have a role model for running and balance and bravery.
running is just running. it should be fun. it shouldn’t kill you.
i spend my mile thinking about a young woman who is my new hero. success is survival, the prophet murphey once said. indeed.
thanks, mary. good luck in the next chapter.