The following blog entry was by nuestro capitan Cannon:

I see you in the gym in non-traditional workout clothes and think, ‘are you the one?’

I see the look of confusion on your face as you are overwhelmed by all the crazy-looking workout machines and think, ‘are you the one?’

I see you in the back of the class on the spin bike in the corner, struggling to keep pace and think, ‘are you the one?’

I see you at the track running in the waning light, huffing and puffing in the cold winter air and think, ‘are you the one?’

I see you show up at scheduled run with an LRC, intimidated by all of the “real” runners and think, ‘are you the one?’

I see you on the sidewalks and streets of my neighborhood; run-walk-run-walk-repeat. Are you the one?

Are you the one whose determination is stronger than the pain of aching muscles; whose resolve outweighs the numbers on the scale; whose intestinal fortitude can overcome lethargy, whose drive will last far beyond the middle of January…Valentine’s Day…Easter?

Are you the one I will see crossing the finish line of your first race, tears flooding your eyes, arms raised high in victory, that unmistakable look of “I DID IT!” beaming brightly for the world to see?

Are you the one who I will see way out in front of me with a pace I can only dream of?

Are you the one with sponsors where you use to have cynics?

Are you the one in ten…a dozen…fifty, maybe, Resolutionists who will stick it out?

I look at each and every one of you and hope that you are.