After only 6 short hours of sleep last night (I think I’ve mentioned before I really like to get 8+ hours) I fought to get out of bed when my 5:15am alarm went off. After I was dressed with shoes on, I sat on our front step pep talking myself to stand up and head out for a run. All of this brought on thoughts of WHY I run during my 5.2 mile run this morning. Other people ask me that, too. Sometimes it’s hard to explain. I am not going to run the Gate to Gate 4.4 miler on Memorial Day because my husband is having back surgery next week. Road races pretty much shut down around here during the summer, so I have nothing on the horizon to train for.
So why keep running? Because it’s what I do. I am a runner. It is apart of me. It is ingrained in me. That makes it sound natural and easy … at times it is. At times it is NOT.
I run because I like starting off in the morning on quiet streets with birds chirping. I love finishing a run, especially in the morning when I have the whole day ahead of me.
I run because of the not so small bowl of ice cream I ate last night. (and the other things I like to eat)
I run because I love being outside.
I run because I feel better and have more energy when I am running consistently.
I do have to adjust my framework now though. For the past year, every run I have gone on has played into the bigger picture of what race is coming up next. Right now I run simply to run, and for all the reason listed above.
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I absolutely love the feel of finishing a good run – where I know that I ran hard and it felt GOOD.
I took Friday and Saturday off, not out of choice but out of necessity. I could have run Friday morning but I knew I need sleep more than a 6am run. Saturday, I was up at 4:30am to get going for my teams’ race and by the time I got home that afternoon, I had an hour to see my girls, feed Cora, and get presentable to go to a wedding – so there was ZERO spare time.
Once the girls were down for their naps, I headed out this afternoon. I did an out and back run on Scenic. While I do not like the speeding cars, I do like the rolling hills. I ran to the hang glider bluff and back – 6.1 miles round trip. I ran controlled on the way out and was feeling very good on the way back, so picked it up. I clocked my last mile in 6:45, going almost 2 minutes faster on the way back than on the way out.
I felt strong. I love that feeling. The weather definitely helped – 61 degrees and spitting rain. Just about perfect :) I thought a lot about the half marathon as I ran. I have my goal. I hope it’s realistic. I’m excited about racing through Philly.
My brother is a very good runner. He has a blog, where he often talks about running. His latest post is worth reading. He references a high school teammate’s blog – another post well worth reading.
For years, I was part jealous part just plan annoyed that my brother ran so well. It didn’t matter how well I did – he was always doing better – accomplishing more. Looking back, I now see I was jealous of his work ethic. He sacrificed and worked so much harder than me. He had a level of toughness that I flat did not have.
Now, I am so proud of him! I love to brag on his accomplishments. He, too, has very much experienced the highs and lows of running. In his early 30’s, he is loving running more than he has since high school. I love reading his blog and the insights it gives into his psyche.
Jamey – thanks for motivating and inspiring me!
I have our family blog which mostly chronicals our 2 little girls and family life – and let’s be honest, people who check it want to see pictures of the girls! – not hear about my running adventures. Yet I want a place where I can talk about 1 of my passions! So this blog is mainly for me, yet I invite 1 and all to pop in any time and read about my latest runs. I’ll probably talk about other things from time to time as well.
I’ve been a runner since I was 12 years old. It came naturally to me. Over the years, I’ve gone through highs and lows, as you do in any long term commitment. At times loving running, at times hating it, at times taking extended breaks. I am in a time of loving it. Before I became pregnant with our oldest daughter I was saying that once I got pregnant, I would hang up my running shoes and retire. Quite the opposite has happened! Since having Sarah in December 2006, I have fallen back in love with running – more so than any other time in my life! I ran my first 2 marathons in 2008 – Breast Cancer Marathon in Jacksonville Beach in Febraury and Boston 8 short weeks later. I hope there are more marathons in my future! My next goal is the Philly Half Marathon in Novemember. I’ve never raced a 1/2 (I jumped from a 10 mile race to the marathon!) so I’d like to give it a shot.
Running Boston was the most incredible running experience ever. Everyone told me “you don’t PR in Boston” and I told people I wasn’t aiming to – I was just excited to be running! The week of the marathon, my husband called my bluff. I’m competitive (an understatement). Of course I was going for a PR. And I did :) I ran 3:29:58 – bettering my previous time from 8 weeks prior by 3 minutes and 34 seconds. Shew. The picture on the top of the page is from the final stretch of the Boston Marathon.
We had 2nd daughter 3 months ago. I ran much longer into Cora’s pregnancy than Sarah’s, and gained 10-15 less pounds. Thus, I’ve been able to jump back in much quicker this time. While I hate being out of shape, it has been such a joy to “be back out there” running again!