it is that time of year, cleveland marathon time, well in my case cleveland half marathon.
several years back, after the slowest jog over the finish line of the chicago marathon, i decided i was going to be a halfer girl for my remaining running years. it is about time for me to run my annual 13.2 miles which also means i have started training to do so. if you call running a few times a week and maybe throw a 6 miler in on the weekends training, but hey, that is training for me!
i have been a consistent runner for about the last 20 years, initially i started running because it burns lots of calories = weight loss. that is not the case any more, not that i don't still burn a lot of calories, but the weight loss doesn't come with it and that really isn't my goal or my why.
I was recently asked...
'why do you run?'
i run because it keeps me sane, or as sane as i can be. :)
i know this doesn't just apply to me, nor am i the first to talk about it,as with every workout i do, but especially running there are several reason why.
it gives me time to just think
clears my mind
makes me a better person
chases away the crabbiness
makes me a better mom, friend, co-worker etc.
make me productive, seriously... i get so much more done after a good run!
it also makes me eat, like a lot!
my children know this too...they can tell, they sense my irritation increase when the day is moving along and i have yet to break a sweat. often times they are the ones pushing me out the door.
'please mom, you just need to go workout, please go do something!'
they, being grace (14), wyatt (12), jesse (8) mae (5), are main motivators as to why i run. my hope is that over time they may want to join me and maybe, just maybe they themselves will be consistent runners one day. as for now though, they are pushing me out the door.
generally i work out 6-7 days a week, at the minimum i need 3 of those workouts to be a run. i need that sweat
the banging of my knees
the mindless netflix show
or loud music
the heart rate increase
the burn of sweat dripping in my eye
the mind game
the thought wandering
the negotiations i make with my self along the way
running, at times it can be the hardest thing to gear myself up for, those are usually the best runs, and other times i just pop right up and go. but nothing tops that feeling of being done. it doesnt matter if it is a quarter of a mile or 26.2, when i have that distance in my head that i am going to do, hitting cool down on the treadmill or the buzz of the watch telling me i have hit that distance is satisfaction. a double strike through on my list of things to do. one that cannot be compared to many others on the accomplishment rating.
it has taken me years to call myself a runner, but regardless of my pace or distance i am just that, a runner, and i am grateful to be.