...thanks?

So I'm running last night, little cold raindrops falling on me, heart pumping, and I'm taking in the splendor of this lake surrounded by all the lights on the hills of Seattle thinking to myself, "life is pretty cool, I get to have some of it for 100 years or so, and a hell of a lot of development came to make that possible, I'm super glad my existence came to be in a lush planet in a time where my species is evolved enough to comprehend how lucky I am to exist on this lush planet out in the atmosphere and everything was wonderful except one frustration. I don't exactly think there is a God out there, and I'm not frustrated by the fact that all this lushness and wonder is purposeless, but merely that I had no one to thank for the wonder I was taking in, it is just there, creatorless" SO, to who/whatever deserves the most credit for my existence, existence itself, and this wonderful planet... Thanks!