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When’s The Last Time You Actually Enjoyed Running
This morning!
But if you asked me virtually any other time over my running career it would be tough to answer that question. I’ve never been you’re prototypical runner — just out there to enjoy myself. I’ve always strived for something more: a faster time, better genetics, hitting all of my paces every single time.
I’m competitive and when things didn’t go the way I had planned, despite working as hard as my body would allow I was upset and and there wasn’t anything but time and the idea of redemption that took me out of it.
I was team captain for everything I did before the race, because there is no doubt I was a crappy team mate after.
I don’t really know why I stuck with running for as long as I did, it took me 7 years of running for the wrong reasons to finally reach a burnout of epic proportions… only to rise like a Phoenix as the runner you know today!
It’s out there all over the place: the mile in gym class is a means to an end, couch to 5k plans are aimed to get you to the finish line so you can check it off of your bucket list — I can’t tell you how many times someone has come up to me, “I wish I could do that but I’m not a runner” or “I want to do a marathon bit I hate running”.
