Evan Scully

My tradition brought my family together on Christmas Day but for the wrong reasons. I had a tradition on Christmas Day ever since I started running near 30 years ago. I’d always go on a run mainly because I got new running stuff from Santa. 2012 changed that tradition. I was a mile into a run and had a seizure. My second one in the space of 5 weeks. This time they wanted to keep me in but there was no way in hell I was having Christmas dinner in hospital. I don’t remember much about that day but I remember that. While running is amazing, it can also become a very selfish very quickly. I realised this that from that Christmas. There could be a chance it could happen again, and for what reason? So I get some miles in to round up my weekly mileage?
Anyway, what I’m saying is run, but dont lose sight of who’s waiting for you to come back in the door.