Since as far back as I can remember, I have had a love / hate relationship with running.
As a child I loved the exhilaration of racing around the neighborhood, the softball field, the school playground. As a teenager, I ran less freely. Most of my running was for P.E. or softball practice. When I went away to college, I ran to try to run off all of the late night beer, pizza, and Taco Bell; it kind of worked!
Since college I’ve continued to run. Now it serves as therapy and helps me fit into my pants! Three half-marathons, a few 10Ks, and countless 5Ks later, I still run as often as I can. Some weeks I log more miles than others. The outside miles are much more enjoyable than the miles slogged away on the “dreadmill.”
Back to my love / hate relationship…I hate running on the treadmill. It is sooooo boring! On the other hand, I love running outside, especially when it’s around 35-40 degrees, sunny, and not windy–perfect running weather! Early morning runs are the best.
I hate running when it’s too dark outside; there are far too many skunks and coyotes lurking around my neighborhood! I hate running on uneven sidewalks…I’ve tripped and fallen HARD a few too many times for my liking.
I love running during crisp autumn mornings when I can crunch through the fallen leaves! I love crossing the finish line of a race, knowing that I conquered my own little mental and physical demons!
I LOVE getting new running shoes, which I just got last Saturday!!!! The first few runs with new shoes are just awesomesauce! With new shoes, I feel like I could just run for hours!
I hate how much my awesome new running shoes cost. Unfortunately years of running have left me with the type of running feet that require better shoes. Better shoes = more money. When I was a kid, running was free! Just bolt out the front door and run! At 45 it is a financial investment: the shoes, the clothes, the water belt, the special phone holder, the special running sunglasses…the list goes on. Thus my love / hate relationship.
I do love it more than I hate it though. Who wants to go for a run? My new shoes are waiting by the front door!