Earlier this year, a friend of mine told me that I was welcome to stay at his place in Cleveland when he was out of town. My immediate reaction was: "Why on earth would I want to go to Cleveland?" Cut to six months later...I was itching for a change of scenery, so I thought, "Why not go to Cleveland?" As is my nature, the minute I purchased my non-refundable plane ticket, the thought "This is a huge mistake" went racing through my mind like a drunk driver.
On January 4, 2017 I made an agreement with myself to run at least one mile every single day for a full year. Why one daily mile? I figured if I couldn’t spare ten minutes every day, I had a pretty fucked up life. But more importantly, I wanted to see what I could accomplish if I refused to accept my own built-in limitations.