So here I thought I was all set — I thought I’d totally written this post and had it scheduled to post this morning (which it did). Luckily I actually looked at it and realized that while I’d written out my subheadings, I hadn’t actually finished the post! Whoops!
Kind of like my post on IG labeled 4 generations (there were only 3). Well, I was a little tired last night . . .
Cynthia from You Signed Up for What?, Courtney from Eat Pray Run DC, and Mar from Mar on the Run chose gratitude for today’s Friday 5, and since this is a running blog (for the most part) after all, I thoguh I’d write about 5 reasons I’m grateful for running.
My runner friends
“Normal” people don’t get us runners. Go out on a chilly (although warm for this area) morning to run a race before having 7 people descend on you for Thanksgiving dinner? That’s just crazy talk! Or so I would have thought a decade ago.
I won’t lie and say that the thought of staying warm in the house, watching the parade and the dog show, was enticing, but my running friends will understand why I got my self out that door for a Turkey Trot (my first!).
Seeing the country, one mile at a time
I like to travel. What better way to explore new places than on the run? I often get to see so much more than my husband by simply going out for a run wherever we travel to (race or not).
Of course runner friends will also understand the running around parking lots because I have a long run to do and that’s my only option.
I do like a challenge. I think if I just concentrated on 5ks, I might definitely see a lot more improvement in speed. But I like the challenge of the longer distances.
Not that the short races are really any less challenging. They’re challenging in a different way. They’re shorter, of course, so there isn’t as much time invested, but you have to run a lot harder if you want a good time.
People say to me all the time that 3.1 must seem easy now. Heck no! A race is a race; if it’s easy, you’re not racing.
Because I can
I know what it feels like to have running be so painful that I can’t.
What I don’t know is how it would feel like to not be able to run — to not even be able to walk. I hope that I never have to learn what that feels like.
Which is why I spend at least a portion of every run being grateful for running.
Learning how much I am capable of
Running teaches you that you are capable of so much more than you thought you were.
I wasn’t going to race. I wasn’t going to race anything longer than a 5k. And when I ran my first 10k, already signed up for that first half marathon, I thought to my self: that was hard — you want to run twice that far?
And yet I have, 11 times and counting.
What is your top reason you’re grateful for running?