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I am going to Florence to meet David, who is, perhaps, the epitome of Renaissance humanism. Larger than life, he stands confident, and cold, in the Galleria dell’ Accademia: a prime example of what inspired man can create.

While most of us couldn’t whittle a decent walking stick, our lives are works of art: finer than any painting ever nailed to a gallery wall. Though our bodies may not be sculpted quite like David’s, the way we live shapes the lives of others; and therefore, our lives shape the world.

If running a marathon builds something beautiful in your life, then it would be a waste to not do it. If exercise and healthy eating help you to be a better person inside, then don’t hold back. As for me, running helps me to shape exquisite relationships with those I love.

There is a painting in the Louvre that covers an entire wall. “The Wedding Feast at Cana” is so enormous, you have to rub elbows with Mona Lisa to take it all in. When you draw near, you see the minutia: everything from the rich cloth of the bride’s gown, to the tiny dog on the table.

Each of us has been given a portion of the grand mural. No doubt we sometimes have to paint a new layer over our earlier work. But while we live and breathe, there is still time to create a masterpiece.


Miles: Thursday 0.

Overall feeling: I’ve been concerned about going on vacation because frankly, just strolling down the sidewalk in Italy can be dangerous. So, I don’t know if I’ll do much running. But Chapter 13 of The Non-Runner’s Marathon Trainer says it’s okay if you miss a run (or a few). I should be able to jump back into the training schedule.

I’ll just have to wait and see what the terrain is like in Tuscany!



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