In the words of Miley Cyrus . . .

I was in search of a new radio station to listen to, since the one I normally have playing in the van, the DJ's were suddenly fired. It now plays a loop of music that drives me crazy—not my style.

Somewhere in the 106 point range on the dial, Miley Cyrus was playing this song. It spoke to me. Especially the lines: “You’ll never reach it” (I can relate to that voice inside my head), “But I gotta keep trying” (Okay, I will, Miley), “Always gonna be an uphill battle, Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose” (Running for me is an uphill battle, even on flat surfaces/ I fear I will come in last place in tomorrow’s 5K. There’s a great chance of it happening), “Ain’t about how fast I get there” (I hear ya, sister), “And I, I gotta be strong, Just keep pushing on” (I’ll try, I really will).

I’m not a Miley Cyrus fan (do I look like I'm twelve?), but in that moment we connected.

And I have come to accept the fact that my life is full of strange moments like these.