A quick update on a Sunday afternoon. We’re recuperating from this morning’s Vancouver Sun Run, the world’s second-largest 10 K road race, tackled by over 55,000 people. Our time this year was a respectable 48:54. Not quite good enough to beat 2007′s time of 48:52, but really, who’s counting? It was a good morning, and now there will be much ice cream consumed in celebration.
The other day I realized that this spring marks my 15th anniversary of running. Yup, I’ve been pounding pavement (and sometimes gravel) since the tender age of 13. I started because of my dad, who discovered sometime in his twenties that he had a sick amount of talent for competitive running. Unfortunately, at that time running shoes had about as much cushioning as cardboard. As a result, most people who were running back when runners were anomalies ain’t running no more. They’re nursing sore knees and hips.
Anyway, I continue to run (touch wood). After 15 years, it’s as natural a stride as walking. I’ve tried to write about running too, but those stories never quite turn out the way I want. Sometimes it seems like I’m worse at writing about the things I know well than I am about the things I know nothing of. I knew little about pirates when I started writing the Lost Souls. And I know even less about a new project I’m embarking on, which I’m not quite ready to talk about. Soon, though.
But now, this was supposed to be a short post. There’s writing to be done, calves to be stretched, ice cream to be devoured. To the several thousand other Sun Runners, congrats on a race well run!
All 55,858 of us
Today I am raising the Bulgarian flag, to celebrate the fact that The Ship of Lost Souls is going to be translated into Bulgarian and sold in that fine country. Yes! Hooray for Bulgaria! I wanted to post the book’s Cyrillic title, but I didn’t trust the online translation and sadly don’t know anyone who knows the language. I did, however, learn that “Ne govorya Balgarski” means “I don’t speak Bulgarian.” Which could be very helpful.
