jmgoyder

wings and things

No running

on June 27, 2012

Anthony loved to run. He didn’t need a horse or a motorbike to round up cattle and get them from one paddock to another; he just needed his own legs. Sometimes he would get me to help by yelling, “C’mon, Jules, run!” But I could never run as fast as he did, which was a bit embarrassing.

He had the most muscly legs I have ever seen – huge calves, massive thighs – and he always wore those footy shorts, you know the black ones, and he always wore football socks too. So he kind of resembled a football player I guess – big, strong, energetic and, in my eyes (and his own!) perfect.

Sometimes I would just watch him run because it was like watching someone glide through a mirror, or a window; it was like watching magic.

……………………………………

Now Anthony’s legs are bony and often he can’t even walk.


34 responses to “No running

  1. viveka says:

    Running is nothing for me … personal – go to the gym and go on the treadmill, but even that is dead boring. Nice with good legs on a man … *smile

  2. victoriaaphotography says:

    I love good legs on a man, but its the twinkling eyes that would always draw me in.

  3. before and after – sometimes after is just the pits

  4. terry1954 says:

    that is wonderful to have a view of how Anthony used to be. the man that he was born to be. thank you

  5. None of us are what we used to be, but being sick makes the change more dramatic and the suddenness is hard to take.

  6. dcwisdom says:

    Your description of Anthony sounds like my dad. My dad wasn’t tall; in fact, I was taller than he. But, he was stocky and built like a tank. He played American college football (tackle) and had the strongest legs. He, too, lost all his muscle mass from lack of movement. So sad. It is good that we can remember those glory days and have our good memories. Life is not fair. Dad passed three years ago this Saturday. I’m a little sad this week.

  7. Fergiemoto says:

    What lovely memories to have!

  8. That is really poignant. Wow. This is hard.

  9. bluebee says:

    Agonizing to see the deterioration, Julie 😦

  10. eof737 says:

    I wish more of us would rad your blog for it offers such profound life lessons… Sending you hugs Julie and sorry for calling you Julia earlier.

  11. “Sometimes I would just watch him run because it was like watching someone glide through a mirror, or a window; it was like watching magic.”

    I love this.

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