Anyway, I'll have my regular missing persons/crime series post next week.
On January 1, 1975, Robert Kraft of Miami Beach, FL began keeping a New Year's resolution.
He had pledged that he would run eight miles daily for a year along the white sandy beaches of the Atlantic Ocean.
Not a regular runner, Robert had been training for more than a year to achieve the eight-mile goal.
He had returned to Florida after an unsuccessful career as a songwriter--an experience that left him angry and depressed.
But on that January day Robert finished.
He found running to be good for his physical and emotional well-being.
Most of all, Robert wanted to teach himself discipline.
Then on January 2, he ran another eight miles. Despite weather, physical ailments, and other challenges, Robert met his goal--365 days of running eight miles.
So what did Robert complete on January 1, 1976?
An eight-mile run of course.
In fact, Robert never stopped. For more than 36 years he has run the same stretch of Miami Beach.
Every day. Eight miles.
A run that often includes a sunset.
For the first several years he ran alone.
But then others saw his daily commitment and asked if they could join him.
Robert creates a nickname for those who run with him--complete one and you are in the club.
The Raven Run was born.
Over 700 runners from more than 60 different countries and 48 states have completed at least one run with him.
Here is how one of his regulars describes the experience:
He runs eight miles on the beach in soft sand each afternoon. Beginning and ending at the same place...the sixth street lifeguard stand. What is so special about that?
...Perhaps more than the sheer doggedness of never failing to appear, of always finishing, is the manner in which this gentle man conducts himself. You see, this run takes place under the most beautiful skies....alongside the Atlantic Ocean...each day is a celebration of all time, of all days, each one special in itself, individual. ...
...It is as if by the act of running, Raven is drawing a portrait of each day, dignifying its grace, beauty, temporality, its thereness. Well, I guess you gotta be there. The thing is, it is not a race...this is a way of being, THERE...
So as we welcome a new year, I hope we all can commit ourselves to something positive.
Running or whatever.
Exercising our physical and mental well-being.
Fellowship with others.
And enjoying each day.
And the sunsets that we are blessed to see.
This is the Raven Run group for New Year's Eve 2011.