The solitude it brings of knowing that it's a mere battle of mind versus body and nature. The ability to zone out and pound the pavement, leaving every care in the world in your tracks. I love running in the pouring rain, getting soaked in sweat when the high reaches 90 degrees, or in below freezing temperatures when the rest of the world thinks you're crazy and you know the real reason you're there. Hitting the heartbreak hill late in the run and charging it with all you've got left.
most of all, it's knowing that I'm doing this for myself and no one else!
The rhythm of your feet and breath and the chance to drift and think about whatever you want.
The people you see and the looks on their faces as they enjoy or suffer the effort of getting out and doing it.
The unspoken connection as runners smile or nod at you.
The little thrill you get gradually passing some guy and the kick when a girl passes you!
The relief when you run that last km even though every fibre told you enough, just walk.
Rediscovering my inner introvert and that I truly enjoy solitude; being away from the kids for an hour (God love em), living up to my potential, fighting off time and gravity with fierce determination, squelching the inner voice that tells me to just quit, and last but not least, quads of steel!
What I love about running...
It all started with proving people wrong. Those who told me I was just wasting my time being on the track team because "I couldn't run". So I started just running around the block. From just running around the block, I ventured out to the steepest hills of my neighborhood. All along I thought I was only running 3 miles. So I invited one of my THEN friend from college to run the route with me. For several days she wouldn't return my calls. Then, one day, she picked me up with her car and she drove the route. Hahahaha!!! I'll never forget, 9.3 miles... It's gruesome training because of the inclines!!! All along I thought it was only 3.
I shifted from proving people wrong to testing the limits of how far I can go. Steepest hills to distance. I'm out there.
Running has not disappointed me. We've had our good days and bad. But running brought me great distances and from running I gained a LOT of friends. It has also proven me wrong---many times. It's painfully gratifying. The knowledge of "I can" is powerful.
I speak of running as if it were the best relationship I've ever had----because it is! :P
My new love of running is recovering! I just took my first ice bath last weekend after a 16 mile run and was extremely impressed with how well it worked. I'll be using it after every long run now!
My wife and I also ran 12 miles the weekend before while a 50k race was going on. During our sprint at the end, the ultra runners were giving words of encouragement as we passed. It felt great to have that sense of community with people we didn't even know but had a common bond for love of running!
I always loved running...it was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs."
Jesse Owens
Jesse says it all!!!
tprefume,
Praise God! Congrats on making such an inspirational life change. I'm training for my first marathon in May and that alone is tough. I can't imagine doing 10 in the past year, but sure hope to.
Keep on the journey!
Texastim, Thank you for the info on running in a Galloway group. My wife and I are moving to Savannah, GA at the end of May from Pittsburgh, PA and I see that there is a Galloway group there. We'll be sure to look them up when we get into town.
Another love of running...having a community of like minded people who understand the love!
i love that i found a positive addiction
i love the feeling i get after my runs
i also love diet dr pepper
Hey guys...talk about loving to run...wait, i should say GALS...I found a running site for women...q&A for women stuff, news, and my favorite the SPIRIT posts... www.traxee.com
When I have time, I search for discussion groups related to running and a healthy lifestyle, I find it uplifting to know there exists a community of like-minded people. I just created my account at the above mentioned site...hope to see some of you others girls there!
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THE WALL!
Have you gotten to it a feel like death?
Its normaly about 19miles down with me, legs are like lead, sides are hurting like you have been stabbed!, heart and lungs want to give up, every fibre of your being is saying STOP.....................But you keep going!
2miles Later you feel like you have only done a mile!
HOW IS THIS?
I dont know but it is the BEST feeling in the world!
now what do i love about running?
first thing in the morning when the birds are just waking,is the best part of the day.just pull on running shoes and run! this morning was fab,normally run with 2 pals but i have half marathon coming up(they only run for fun)so alone today.live near countryside so 2 miles into run was enjoying the fresh spring air,beautiful veiws and birdsong.Not a lot can beat a saturday morning like that.
I LOVE the look on people's faces as you run past them, as if there is something wrong with you, haha. I also enjoy how alert I feel afterwards. I could be exhausted from work, muster up enough guts to go for a run and feel all refreshed after :)
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WHAT I LOVE ABOUT RUNNING:
I love... the feeling of the morning cold freezing your nose and ears, but your entire inside alive and warm and kickstarted.
I love... that puffed out, shortened, 'Mornin' exchanged with a fellow runner. A secret allegience is existant. I feel both peacefully alone but fundementally supported.
I love... checking out toned calf muscles of male runners who pass me. Among other things. After all, i'm allowed to look. I'm a fellow runner and are running my ass off, so deserve it. I find this also applies when running past the bakery.
I love... people thinking i'm crazy for running into a gale force head wind, when I can think of nothing more exhillarating. Hunkering down, forging on. Your so focused on working your body, on breathing, on giving it everything youve got, that the end comes before you know it and its a heaven only a runner can know.
I love...wearing my marathon t-shirts in public.
I love... getting past the warm-in-to-it phase. Into the heart of the run. First your body is in sync and crusing, your relaxed and your mind can wander, chew up the kays. Then you reach your PB distance and your body starts to ache. You know you are allowed stop but that extra kay is so close. Why do we keep going? It is much more impressive to have that extra kay? Your blisters don't actually hurt that much? You can eat as much as you like afterwards? Yes, yes and yes. Though mostly we keep going because none of us can stop. And that is why we love it... And we will do it all again next week.
Thanks to all of you. I just finished reading your comments and feel so inspired. I just started running (and biking and swimming) a couple of weeks ago. I have always had "complete a triathlon" on my to do before 30 list. Last year, I turned 30 and... well you can imagine. NO TRIATHLON.
My running is elementary at best. I have begun a running program as recommended in the running/triathlon books (I have always been more cerebral than athletic.) Most days as I am about to begin my run, I wonder whether I will complete it. I think "okay the book says, for this week, 2 minutes walk/4 minutes run x 5." My first day of running this amount. I worry because last week I felt like I was dying with the 2 minute walk/2 minute run x 7. A little voice inside of me says, "this is too much, we cannot do this." I push these thoughts aside and begin. Day one, the first set of 2/4 feels like I will collapse if I take another step. But I push through, finally I finish and I think, "I cannot do this again tomorrow." Second day, I do not feel like collapsing until the third set. Third day, fourth set before I feel ready to quit.
And then I realize, it's going to be okay because my body wants this, needs this as much as it needs the air I breath. I feel and see that with each step, I am becoming a runner; I am accomplishing something that will help me stand a little straighter, hold my head up a little more, smile a little brighter. So here is what I love about running, it is purely about me and the road ahead. My career success, wealth, love life, lack of children and other people's perception of all of these largely insignificant things do not matter. The only things that matter are my body's capacity to do something wonderful and the road ahead.
There's nothing I don't love about running. Nothing beats the feeling you get when you get up before dawn and put in 20K before breakfast and then your muscles are sore and tired for the whole day. And then you're too tired to go out with your friends that night, but you know it's worth it because running is your only one true friend.
I love my new shoes. More than that, I love that I just got them on Saturday and now 3 days later I already have almost 14 miles on them! And the week ain't over yet!
I love that I've inspired my wife to start running. And I love that she bought me my new shoes! Of course, at this rate, they'll be getting old by fall! But that's what they're made for, right?
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