
The first and most important lesson of running, I think, is that you don't experience a runner's high every time you run. In fact, you don't experience a runner's high most times that you run. In fact, a true runner's high is really very rare, at least for me. Like once-every-few-months rare. It's not that I slog through pain and exertion for two months and then get that one marvelous run that keeps me going for the next two months - I enjoy myself almost every time I get out there, and on the rare occasion that I don't enjoy myself while I'm out running I at least know that it'll feel good to be finished. Running is mostly about small joys, about getting outside and exploring town on foot, pounding out frustrations, taking time to think about what I want to think about, breathing deeply, seeing the sun rise, smiling at other runners who pass me on the street. For all the little things, I can forget (or actually enjoy) the heart-pounding, the muscle-aches, the hills, the sweat.
And then, every once in awhile, I get a run like today's where the weather is perfect, my energy is high, and I just feel good. And then I recognize that I feel good, that I'm running strong, and that makes be feel better and run faster, and by the time I finally get home I feel as if life, not just running, could not get better than this. This is not what keeps me running - it's those little day-to-day joys that do that. But coming back from a run like today's makes me think that even without the day-to-day rewards, I would probably still keep running just to have an experience like this every couple months or so.
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You go girl!
Love you,
Dad
Wow. This post was exactly what I needed to read right now. Thanks.
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