I contemplated getting up and going to Dawn service on ANZAC Day morning, but in the end I decided against it. Not because I felt like sleeping in, but because I could not think of a better way to show my thanks to the sacrifices of previous generations than to celebrate my freedom with an early-morning run through the bush….
18 of us met in Merewether on a cool morning, and spent 1.5 hours running trails through Glenrock. What I love about this terrain is that it really seemed to even the playing field – We had a spread of ability in our runners on that morning, which would have been really evident on the road, but because of the uneven terrain, the way the trails looped around, the gentle ups and downs, and our desire to just enjoy the run, the surroundings, and not worry about time elapsed or distance covered, the group stayed together the entire journey.
We stopped at the lookout to observe one minutes silence, a mark of respect for those who laid down their lives so that we may enjoy such liberties as living in a safe world where we have the freedom and capacity to enjoy running, or any other activity that we choose to pursue.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we will remember them. Lest We Forget.