A few weeks ago I finally read Born To Run.
A few days ago I heard that one of the main protagonists of the book was missing.
Yesterday he was found dead.
I don’t know the man. But the little I read about him was so inspiring. The man lived to run. As far as we know he also died running.
It’s both sad and beautiful in a way. He died the way he lived. Better die on a trail than in a hospital bed. I can only hope that his legacy lives on.