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PHOTOS BY PHILIP STEIN<br />
Why I Run<br />
Rachel Cardelle<br />
grants specialist<br />
Running gave me back the dawn.<br />
When I was 10, I spent my first summer at Camp Tanamakoon in Algonquin Park,<br />
Canada. During that time, every morning when we awoke all the campers would recite<br />
the Salutation of the Dawn:<br />
Listen to the Salutation of the Dawn!<br />
Look to this Day!<br />
For it is Life, the very Life of Life.<br />
In its brief course lie all the Verities and Realities of your Existence;<br />
The Bliss of Growth,<br />
The Glory of Action,<br />
The Splendor of Beauty;<br />
For Yesterday is but a Dream, And Tomorrow is only a Vision;<br />
But Today well lived makes every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness,<br />
and every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope.<br />
Look well therefore to this Day!<br />
Such is the Salutation of the Dawn.<br />
I know not if these words formed my love of the early morning with all the promise<br />
and possibilities I find in those hours, or if they only express what has always been a part<br />
of me. I know only that it is to the dawn that I can look for serenity and my own version of<br />
inner peace. I rediscovered the dawn at the age of almost 40, when I took up running.<br />
At first, I ran only because I could not bear to be the fat-bottomed, middle-aged<br />
woman I had become. It was hard to force myself out of bed each morning just to lace up<br />
my sneakers. Then, slowly, my body gained energy, and I began to get up a little earlier<br />
each day, just to grab a few more minutes and miles on the road.<br />
Today, my dawn runs provide my sanity. There are surely a million biological,<br />
scientific reasons that my dawn runs help me to stay on an even keel. Still, it seems<br />
incredible to me that this simple ritual supplies me with the ability to appreciate my life.<br />
I know that it is the endorphins talking when my mind turns to thoughts best suited to<br />
corny greeting cards. But those endorphins help me to remember that this day matters<br />
more than any other, if only because it is the last time I will spend this date in time as<br />
a 44-year-old woman with this husband, with these daughters, with so many friends<br />
spread across the globe as they are, and working for this amazing place and in whose<br />
mission I so strongly believe.<br />
When I am running, no matter the weather, nor the season of the year, no matter<br />
how colorful or quiet the sun may rise, the dawn always breaks for me with a reminder<br />
of how joyful life truly is.<br />
Running has become my Salutation to the Dawn. u<br />
<strong>SPRING</strong> <strong>2008</strong> ● NCC<br />
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