This time of year people are focused on finding just the right Christmas or Hanukah gift for the special people in their lives. They scout out the stores and surf the web for gifts that will be perfect for everyone on their list. But I don’t think that gifts are something that come on a predetermined date on the calendar or wrapped in a box with a pretty bow. For me, gifts are things I receive all year long from people in my life. I am very fortunate to receive many gifts year round.
I appreciate the gift of knowing my dear friend will hop in her car to rescue me if I have a mishap on a training run and need to get to the hospital. If I do get hurt, I value the gift of care and attention from my massage therapist, my acupuncturist, and chiropractor to get me back in shape.
I treasure the gift of a friend asking to join me on a training run so we can catch up on news from each other’s life. My running partner helps keep me on the right pace – not running faster than I should. That is a gift I could use in a race as well as training runs.
Last week my dearly beloved husband asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I responded honestly that there wasn’t anything that he could get me. My “gift” from him will be the privilege of traveling to races and furthering progress on my 50-state endurance race challenge.
There is one gift that I hope to give myself – that is the ability to raise both of my arms in victory when I cross the finish line of the Tokyo Marathon. I have lots of work to do to be able to raise my formerly broken/now healed arm above my head. When I do, that will be the best gift of any I could possibly receive.