I know, it’s been a long time, over a month, but I’m back and ready to deliver the goods. I don’t know where that came from, but it just hit the screen and there’s no going back.
Recently I have learned to love something I never thought I would. I love it so much, that I hate it. I dread it almost every single time I think about it. I cringe at the thought of its persuasion, yet, every time I am done fooling with its persuasion I fell satisfied and humbled. Stop! Get your mind out of the gutter for a second and actually be serious. Who am I kidding? I wanted to see what you might think it was, but I’m sure only some of you will actually figure it out. I’m having a love affair with running.
Since I completed my first triathlon, I have realized that my running was my weakest point. I fell flat in the end and I was being passed by others that I shouldn’t have been. But, now it’s time to move on. I realized it was time to get my butt off the couch and take running by the throat and let it know who’s boss. Every Tuesday, Thursday, and even Saturday’s I wake up at a time that no human being should be allowed to, and run. Tuesday’s and Thursday’s are 5:30 a.m. runs. It sucks. (Sorry mom, I know you hate that word. I believe I might have even been spanked for saying it once. Please people, it was a harmless spank, maybe those kids on leashes need a good one and they wouldn’t wander off.)
As my feet take the Iron Horse stride by stride, or circumnavigate the track at LL repeatedly, it gives me time to think. I know it’s great for my body, my health, and that winter gut that always seems to sneak up on me. I also get to listen to my friend Luis, who is from Guatemala, give me inspirational words as I pass his coaching spot. “Keep it up Sam! You’re doing great! Really push it now! Get out of your comfort zone now Sam!” Out of my comfort zone? Really? I’m pretty sure when my alarm went off at 5 a.m. I was out of my comfort zone then. Or maybe it was the frigid cold that I’m running in? I don’t know, but I’m pretty sure that I’m out of my comfort zone!!!!!!! (Exclamation points only inserted for effect.)
I love running and so far, it has loved me back. It loves me every time I take my first step towards and 8 mile run and each time I cross the finish line of excruciating pyramid workout. I also hate running’s guts. It makes me wake up in the morning when I would rather be sleeping. It makes me exhausted during and after its completion. It makes me spend money on things that I never thought I would need for such a simple sport/activity. (Some may disagree on it being a sport, so I’m going to throw the slash mark in there for safety.) But, all in all, running has made a huge difference in my life and I am thankful for that change. Oh Running, this ode to you is only words. Tomorrow you will make me your….whoops, forgot you were still reading this Mom.
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