I woke up this morning knowing that I had to get my 3 miles in. I started making up reasons why I don't need to run. "It's cold. You can do it tomorrow. You should just go to work early..." The conversation lasted about 15 minutes until I finally said to myself, "Ranny, just do it."
Instead of driving myself to Chambers Bay or the Tacoma water front, I decided that I would jog in my neighborhood - this is the same neighborhood I grew up in. The rain started coming down harder but I sucked it up and just started jogging. I wasn't sure how I was going to run without an ipod and no specific path. So, I created my own path. I headed towards Dominic's house and passed by Chaurita's. I went down the street towards Jennifer and Trung's house. I ran to Alaska Street and passed the house Vany grew up in. I headed north on Alaska and ended up on 84th Street. There was one more stop before I headed home, Kim's house - this was the house that we would all go to after school and on half days - so many memories.
As I jogged through my hood, I became present to all of the memories that were created in my adolescence. I grew up in the same neighborhood since I was six years old. I went to the same middle and high school with the same kids that I went to elementary school with. It's amazes me how far we've all come. Everyone has their own thing and has gone their own way to live their own lives - but no matter where we are, we are all still connected because of a moment in space and time.
Thank you, Facebook.
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