Wednesday, August 13, 2014
For me, every run is a test. In reality it's a whole battery of tests. A test to see if I can pull off a run no matter what I'm experiencing. A challenge to complete the distance I set out to do. A speed test to see if I'm picking up the pace. A test of one's discipline to maintain a certain form or posture. A test of creativity to come up with a new route. A test of spontaneity to change a route on the fly. A test of drive in lengthening a run to make sure a certain mileage is reached. A test of courage to brave weather elements that others deem unsafe or crazy to be in. A test of one's dedication to continue to put on the running shoes. A test of one's patience to see gradual progress. A test of determination to train and work towards a goal, and even a test of ambition to set a goal in the first place. It's also a test of resilience to bounce back from a sub par run or even and injury. For me, this is what runs are for me. They are not fun, and I don't get that warm and fuzzy feeling when I'm exchanging strides. I really don't like the feeling when I run, because it's hard work. As described here, it's a series of tests for me. But at the end of every run, comes the feeling of accomplishment. That is what does it for me. It's like a euphoric drug that I can't get enough of. I think about where and when I'm running while I brush my teeth after I get up in the morning, here and there throughout my day, and sometimes wake up in the middle of the night awakened by the turning gears in my head. I'm a junkie. I get my high when I finish every run.