Two Legs
Today while I was out running, I had this weird sensation come over me.
I'm really happy that I have two legs that are all there and functional.
Not everyone can say that. Some have part of one missing below the knee, some are missing one altogether, some have none whatsoever. Whatever the reason for their misfortune, there's a good chance they'll never again feel what I felt today.
My two legs might not run like Mo Farah, pedal like Fabian Cancellara's, or kick like David Beckham's, but they're still attached and working. They get me from race to race, the ground to my apartment on the second floor, and the bed to my shower.
Chew on that.
Then go thank a Veteran for putting his two legs in harm's way so you can safely use yours every single day.
Happy Veteran's Day to all that serve past and present. Thank you.