I've been running for as long as I can remember. I think that I started at some point in high school to get ready for a backpacking trip to Colorado with my youth group. I didn't necessarily like it, but it was a cheap and seemingly easy form of exercise for a 16- or 17-year old girl to take up. Regardless of my affinity to running, I kept at it even after high school and into college. Again, as a poor college student, I couldn't really afford bicycles, rollerblades, skis, or other sports equipment. Not only that, but I really didn't know how to get into those sports anyway, so it seemed so much easier to just go out for a run.
That's what I've been doing ever since. I ran in races, and never did very well until a couple of years ago. I got a little more serious with my running and started to actually be a little competitive. Granted, I was never in the top 10, but middle-of-the pack was good for me. I found my favorite places to run, and went there as often as possible. I even treated myself after my runs to breakfast at my favorite cafe or bagel shop. I slowly and gradually over the years came to enjoy the sport of running. I even tried to share it with my friends by inviting them out on runs instead of happy hours. It seemed so much more healthy to get outdoors and work your tension and stress out on the running path than in a noisy bar that is just as stressful as the office.
I ran my first half-marathon exactly two years ago, and loved it! I worked so hard to get there, and I made so many attempts along the way. Finally achieving a goal after years of wanting, is such a sweet feeling. I often had trouble with my knees, and that year of training was no different that the previous years I had trained. As soon as my mileage got above ten miles, my knees started to tweak. After months of acupuncture, rest, and yoga, I got back to training. I crossed the finish line with my very dear friend, Doc Pepper, who ran next to me the whole way singing and trying to make me laugh. It mostly worked. I kept to my iPod mostly, though, and tried to concentrate on the miles that lay before me.
After moving to Colorado, I was sad to not have running in my life anymore. It seemed to be too cold outside to go for a run. I started to run again when the spring came, and I abandoned it once again this time for cycling. I went on runs every now and again when I couldn't get out on my bike, but I mostly stuck to yoga and cycling during the spring, summer, and fall.
The snow started to fall this winter, and my bicycles were hung up not to be seen again until the spring. I didn't actually start running until a friend came to town, and I went out for a run with her in the crisp, cold early morning. I stayed a few steps behind her with my dog, but I ran the entire distance. I had forgotten how good it felt to get out and run in the morning. The cold didn't really seem to matter, either. It actually felt good.
Now, I'm getting in about two to three runs a week along with all of my other activities. It gets me out of the office for a little while and even in the snow, it just feels good to get out and move around outdoors. I still do my own little fun runs. On the weekends or my days off, I'll run into town and meet my husband for a cup of coffee and breakfast. I run to my yoga classes or my book club instead of riding my bicycle. I still get my exercise, and I don't have to drive.
So, the next time you're thinking about going out for a run, do it! It makes all the difference to just get out there and go the distance...
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