unofficial coach

Somebody really awesome called me her coach today! Woot. It went like this:
"Hi. Just wanted you (my coach) to know that I jogged again today. Think I'm a little over a mile right now (not quite 1.5 miles, but close). Felt so good to be out in the fresh air and sunshine today...."

And, I got up at 6:30 on a Saturday to watch my uncle run his first 5k. It was pretty awesome even if he came in dead last. There were only 36 runners and some of them fell out... you'd think it was a pretty tough course. Apparently my presence at a top of a hill provided motivation to keep running (so it was a less slow dead last). Yep.

So during my own running desert (two puny runs a week at bes), I'm serving as a coach for others. There's a profound metaphor sewn in this somewhere.