I am often asked why I like to run. Well for me, it is the one time where I can just be ME. By myself, with my own thoughts, hearing the sound of my heart beating, my footsteps on the ground and the sound of my own breath. Running keeps me fit, I enjoy it and I would say I am somewhat addicted to it too. But the thing that motivates me the most is the one person that is no longer with me. My Grandpa. He is and will always be my hero. He was one of the most active people I knew. He played softball and was a runner and was in amazing shape right up until he tragically died five years ago. I feel like when I run, he is with me and a little bit of him continues to live on.