'May your feet take you where your heart wants to go.' Now that is a very profound and literal statement. If you want something, you need to work to get it. Or is your interpretation; heed to your will and your feet will take you there? I don't know, all I know is that I have a propensity for blisters on my feet...really big and nasty blisters. I have become the master of blisters.
Are you familiar with the elementary school phenomenon called 'Dad's and Donuts?' It's a monthly event where 'Dad's' take the morning off from work and invest the time with their children at their school reading 'Green Eggs and Ham' while munching on donuts. It's a time honored tradition at Cook Elementary, a tradition I have participated in several times with Shad during his 3rd grade year. I reminisce fondly the many times he and I read 'Young Salt, Old Salt' together in the same library I attended grade school. Shad, I am sure, also looks back on those times and his love for his father is reaffirmed;-)
Poor Jessica. As I approached middle aged and felt the need to conquer something big, I took up ultra running and began my quest to finish the Wasatch 100. I was running a lot, and because of my training, often missed very important 'Dad' stuff. One fateful morning, I opted to run and miss Jessica's Dad's and Donuts event. It was a great run with my good friend, Matt, but it was a run he and I had done several times before and I surely could have missed. As fate would have it, I developed a very nasy blister on my heel that Tuesday morning. I learned two very important lessons that week: Matt taught me how to deal with blisters (literally), and Jessica taught me to be a better Dad...otherwise we'll be conducting our version of Dad's and Donuts at 11:00pm on a school night. Okay, go watch the video now.
7 years later, Krisitn is still calling me out on my bullsh*t and Jessica still just wants to be with her Dad. I am the master of blisters, but the hot spots are healing, the skin is getting tougher and my heart is leading. Metaphors speaking I am. When the heart rules the mind.
Hey, Jessica - lets go grab a box of donuts and read those Harry Potter books now. I've approached a new middle aged and this next feat will require milk and reading glasses. You're going to love it!
Ogden is a pretty cool place to live. Kristin and I have had a love affair with Ogden dating back to the early 90's when, still in high school and me with my mullet and she with her Cindy Lauper hair, she took me on my first adventure on Indian Trail. Kristin liked to hike fast, talk little and run downhill. It was a lot of work, made harder because I thought she was taking me into the mountains to make-out...yeah, that didn't happen.
We followed our Indian Trail experience up a few years later, now married and living on 20th street (I still had hair too), with a Kristin lead adventure up Ogden Canyon to the waterfall and back. Kristin suggested we take the 'trail' back home which lead us through the brush into a hobo camp which is now the trail from Rainbow Gardens. After eight hours with no provisions, except what we could muster from the hobo tent village, we barely made it back home before dark. We feasted on pizza from The Pizza Runner and Red Dog beer from Fred Meyers on 12th street. I swore I would never allow myself to be led into the mountains by my lovely bride again - someday when I'm ready to speak of it, I shall write about our near death experience in the Uintah mountains, another Krisitn led adventure. Anyway, the point I'm making is Ogden has always been a really damn cool place. Ogden doesn't need to be 'reborn' because it never died. The people of Ogden have always been a very generous, kind and welcoming people (even the hobos). Even after the City rebrands itself and puts on its best dress, which I support and am very excited for, Ogden's original adventurous spirit, counter-culture mentality and love for each other will still be there. We're excited to be back, proud, and can't wait to be a part of Ogden's future.
Yesterday Kristin and I made our way back into public with a trip to the GOAL Foundation to support their Young Runners Program during the State's non-profit campaign of 'Love Utah Give Utah.' Before breakfast was even served, GOAL had already exceeded its fundraising mark from last year and was well on their way to providing shoes for the underprivileged youth in Ogden. It was a great feeling, congratulations to CT and everybody at GOAL!
Yesterday was a reminder of how the people of Ogden will rally around each other during a time of need. We witnessed this first hand in 2012 when an exorbitant amount of runners and sponsors of our 'Winter Racing Circuit' came together to support the officers and families of the Ogden-Weber Narcotics task force during a time of tragedy. We were amazed and humbled then, just like we were yesterday morning. Ogden is a prettly cool place to live...it's good to be home.