It began as hatred between the two of us.
Running was hard, running was tough. Running made me work
harder than I ever had before for anything in my life. I did not even like
running when we first met. It was more of a mutual dislike between the 2 of us.
But I was tied to it; I was determined not to let it get the
best of me. And like my stubborn head strong self I fought with it every single
step of the way. Running would come in and challenge me and I would stand up
against it.
Slowly over time running became friendly. The toughness that
running presented was only on the surface of what it was really about. I was
surprised when I began to look forward to going to run and even more surprised
when I no longer dreaded it.
Running and I, became good friends. I began to confide in
running in ways I never thought possible. Running became one of my closest
friends and I began to look forward to our time together. We began to spend
more time together and that time became precious to me.
Running lets me be myself. Running actually does not mind if
I get emotional, clingy, or needy. In fact when I am running I believe I am the
most honest version of myself. It was then that I realized not only did I like
running, but I was slowly falling in love with it too.
When I am not running I am thinking about it. When I go
somewhere I see something that reminds me of it. Running has become a large
part of my life. One of my favorite things about it? It makes me want to be a
better person. Running has opened my eyes to a better life that I ever saw for
myself.
Running has opened my eyes to sunsets and sunrises. It has
taught me to look at life more simply and appreciate all the little things.
Running has put in me a new found strength. I am stronger
when I am running and I am more dedicated and focused in all aspects of my
life. I now believe the message in this picture :)
When I am running I am so happy and free. I see my dreams
coming true when I run. I look forward to our time together and cherish it. I
know one thing for certain: I want running around for the rest of my life.
2 comments:
Ha Colleen! I wrote an almost-opposite post on my blog today... about how much I hate running. Well, sort of. (Sort of in the sense that was what the post was about... I definitely hate running, but the post was more about doing what you love. And you love running!)
I suspect there's still hope for me. I may yet 'learn' to like it....
Deb
I love posts like this. Running has so many highs and lows, and you'll be happy with having written this. I look back at my old posts often whenever I'm feeling down - nothing beats having a blog to understand why we run.
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