For Kate, who nailed her first half-marathon today
I thought I knew what you were made of
until I took you running that time –
your first time
in forever –
and I told you, 4 miles in,
that the poplar trees
that marked the end of the route
were just around the corner.
I honestly thought they were.
5 miles in, I said we could stop
and walk for while if you wanted.
You didn’t want.
7 miles in, we were purple-faced and panting,
and I was feeling
like the worst friend in the world.
Hadn’t you been through enough?
‘They’re just around the corner.’
10 miles in, we saw them.
I staggered, we staggered,
I was staggered
at your strength.
I watched, breathless, as you ran for your life –
braver, fiercer, wilder, more beautiful than you knew.
I’m not sorry.