Sometimes people ask why I run. I don't usually know what to say so most of the time I just smile and say, "I dunno. I like it, its fun." After today's run though I feel like I can explain pretty well why I do it.
Its true that I run for fun. Its good for my health. It relaxes me, it gives me time to think. I listen to music when I run and usually I sing along in my head, but today I couldn't even tell you what songs were playing. Today was one of those days that, while running down a hill I knew I was going to have to run back up, my head said, "Yeah...Sam, you're not going to make it back up this thing, you know that right." Then, right on cue, my body took over, as if to say, "Watch me."
Times like that are the reason I run. I run for that moment when my mind gives up and I don't think I can go any further. When my body takes over. When all of the anger, all the frustration, all the fear, all the anxiousness, all the sadness, all the crap just gets pounded out of my body and left on the trail. Suddenly I feel lighter, I feel faster, and I feel refreshed. Its a weird sensation - feeling refreshed just after feeling dead tired. I think that's what they mean when people talk about a runner's high. It doesn't happen often, but that's why I run...for the times it does happen.
I try to run everyday. Sometimes I totally want to but other times, like today, I have to force myself. I know that the days when I don't want to run are the days when I need it the most - the days when it really counts.
So, there you have it. That is why I run. Oh yeah...and because, oh I dunno. I like it, its fun. :)
Its true that I run for fun. Its good for my health. It relaxes me, it gives me time to think. I listen to music when I run and usually I sing along in my head, but today I couldn't even tell you what songs were playing. Today was one of those days that, while running down a hill I knew I was going to have to run back up, my head said, "Yeah...Sam, you're not going to make it back up this thing, you know that right." Then, right on cue, my body took over, as if to say, "Watch me."
Times like that are the reason I run. I run for that moment when my mind gives up and I don't think I can go any further. When my body takes over. When all of the anger, all the frustration, all the fear, all the anxiousness, all the sadness, all the crap just gets pounded out of my body and left on the trail. Suddenly I feel lighter, I feel faster, and I feel refreshed. Its a weird sensation - feeling refreshed just after feeling dead tired. I think that's what they mean when people talk about a runner's high. It doesn't happen often, but that's why I run...for the times it does happen.
I try to run everyday. Sometimes I totally want to but other times, like today, I have to force myself. I know that the days when I don't want to run are the days when I need it the most - the days when it really counts.
So, there you have it. That is why I run. Oh yeah...and because, oh I dunno. I like it, its fun. :)
3 comments:
I totally agree with you Sam! Now just tell Andrew that :)
We love your England pis and are so glad you had fun. Can't wait to see you again in the fall!
love it.
You runners are all crazy. That's all I have to say. haha
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