What’s Next?
That’s the question I’ve been asked over and over this week. And honestly? My answer is: I don’t know.
Maybe I’ll write a book.
Maybe I’ll walk the El Camino de Santiago.
Maybe I’ll sign up for Racing the Planet’s Gobi March in Mongolia — a 155-mile ultramarathon through some of the toughest terrain on Earth.
Maybe I’ll just start going to the gym again.
Maybe I’ll focus on speed puzzling.
Maybe I’ll move to Hawaii.
Maybe I’ll train hard, get faster, and try to qualify for the Boston Marathon.
Or maybe — just maybe — I’ll rest.
But then I wonder: Do I have to be doing something constantly?
Unfortunately, the answer in my head is always: Yes. Time is ticking. I’m going to die. There’s no time for rest. I need to keep moving.
Running a marathon in all 50 states gave my life a clear purpose. It grounded me. I’m proud I achieved that goal.
Now…….. What’s Next?
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