I Run…

27 Jan
  • For my health. When I couldn’t walk up to the fourth floor of the math building at university with any speed and not wind up breathing heavily, it was a sign that I wasn’t all that fit.  Funny, I ran 13.1 miles on Sunday but I still sometimes get winded climbing to my office on the second floor.  During university, I walked to and from school.  I played badminton a couple of times a week.  Now that I work full time and own a car, it would be too easy to never exercise.
  • So I can eat. It’s cliche, I know.  Everyone says it.  But there is a bit of truth to it.  I love food, but I’m convinced that I put on 5 lbs just looking at a slice of cheesecake.  Like many females, I’ve had my issues with my body and particularly with food.  I was going to talk about it here but I realized that there isn’t really enough space here to say what I want to say, so I’m going to leave it for a later post.  I think it’s something I need to address though, at least for myself, because it’s something that I think about constantly and that definitely impacts everything that I do.
  • To prove that I can. I’ve always seen running as something I just can’t do.  Even as a kid, I wasn’t good at it.  In Primary 4, as part of our physical fitness test, we had to run a mile on a 400m track (4 laps).  If memory serves, I was only ever able to run one lap at a time and then I had to walk/run.  What’s sad is that my raw score was 11:35.  With all the walking, I still ran a mile in 11:35.  My pace is slower than that on training runs sometimes now and I actually run the whole way.  *sigh*  I suppose there is something to be said for youth.
  • So I can run away. I’ve always been a bit afraid of walking around alone in the dark.  I’ve always joked that if anything happened, I’d just have to run away, since I’m 5’4″ and not very strong.  At least I’d have a shot at getting away now, I suppose.
  • For the beautiful runs. Like tonight, which inspired me to write this post.  I ran home from work and most of my run felt like floating.  Even when I was cursing myself for picking that particular route because it is uphill most of the way (I usually run it the other way and didn’t realize just how hilly it actually was), it was a fantastic run and I loved almost every step.  Sadly, I thought it was at least 6 miles and I just mapped it and it’s only 5.6 miles.  Oh well.  I’d only planned on running 4.7 miles tonight so I’m still ahead 🙂

This is for the days when I go out in -25C and hate every step of the way.  For the days where I swear that I’m hauling around a 20lb weight on my back because that’s just how slow I’m going.  For all questions I get from friends about why I run and whether or not I’m crazy (the answer, for the record, is probably yes).  And for all the times that I wish I’d picked a different sport.


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