As the clock gradually approaches midnight, the number of runners on the course rapidly begins to dwindle. No one is allowed to run past that time and when all the runners finally leave, all the helpers and all the vehicles leave as well. Quickly the course becomes quiet, dark, and still. Last night, just as there has been for a number of years on July 23, the course is kept awake all night by the steps of a lone runner who does not sleep but pursues a simple promise made so very long ago.
Arpan has come to run tonight what he calls his ‘Ageathon.’ Today he turns 57 and so at around 12:16 he sets off on a personal odyssey. He plans to run the same number of miles as the years he has been on earth. Back in 1978, 31 years ago when he turned 26, it must have seemed like a pretty good idea. He had already run a marathon and so why not make his birthday special by running another and dedicating it to Sri Chinmoy his spiritual teacher who had inspired him to run in the first place. Running that first marathon was a great experience. It also seemed like a relatively simple idea to continue with. He says, “so I figured every year, just one more mile. But as time goes by the ones add up.” Stating the obvious he adds, “it is getting a little more difficult.”
He has done this run in many other places over the past 31 years, and like the disciplined and dedicated runner that he is he has never failed to complete his ageathon. For the past few years he has done it right here on this, the most auspicious of venues, the course of the 3100. Often he has been on the road with the Harmony run and has performed his birthday runs in far off corners of America. Doing it here of course is special. The sidewalk here has felt the countless steps of Self-Transcendence runners add up by the millions over the past 13 years. Even Arpan himself ran the 3100 here in 2004.
If one looks at running 57 miles by itself, it pales in comparison to the action and deeds of those who inhabit and run upon the course during the rest of the day. Yet Arpan’s commitment and dedication to running over more than 30 years is an achievement that few can equal or challenge. Who knows how long he will be able to pursue a dream that is constantly expanding and becoming increasingly more difficult with each additional year.
Tonight no one will see him as he loops around and around the course. He will go from one dim pool of street light to the next. Sleep will taunt him, his legs will feel heavy and weary but he will not stop. He will look to be a solitary figure on a dark and lonely night but he is not. In his heart he carries a bright inner promise he made once long ago to his Spiritual teacher. He will continue on no matter what. One day his legs may not be able to pursue this sacred promise but surely the inner runner within him will never tire.
AGE
Our earthly age offers Heaven a mounting cry.
Our Heavenly age offers earth a fulfilling smile.
Age need not bind you.
Age need not blind you.
Age should only help you
To see the real in you
As soon as possible.
Excerpt from Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, Part 194 by Sri Chinmoy.
This morning you can almost feel as though the final dash for the finish line has begun, at least for some. Yesterday in what may be an unprecedented occurrence 4 runners ran more than 70 miles.
I KNOW NOT YOUR AGE
I know not your age,
But I can clearly see,
I can clearly feel,
Who you are.
My inner vision says your age
Is written on Eternity’s Page,
And God’s all-inspiring
And all-illumining Stage.
Excerpt from A Soulful Cry Versus A Fruitful Smile by Sri Chinmoy.
Happy Soul’s Day to Arpan