Do you know why I run?
No, not what most people think.
Some of the reasons might be:
- improving/changing your mood
- social engagement
- and so many other things that I have heard or read about why people run.
After a LOT of thought and reflection about why I run and have run all these years, I think that I have finally figured out why.
- because running is hard and can be unpredictable in my otherwise fairly predictable world.
WTF are you talking about Harold? Have you gone completely bonkers – again!!!
Whoa, stop and think for a minute…before you hang me upside down and start dunking me in the pond.
I really believe that the biggest thing that keeps me running is because it is not easy to be a runner and I say that in all seriousness.
Runners all joke around about how running is “other athletes sport’s punishment”, bragging about getting outside to run on a day with 0*F with a real feel of -15*F or when the last Storm of the Century came through, but I still got my run and all the other environmental things that Mother Nature throws at us.
Then add in the amount of self-discipline it takes to keep stepping out the door most days, stepping on the hamster wheel of death to get in a run or “how much it hurts to run a fast arse race and so on.
I know that for me running is always work, hard work and a challenge. Even on those rare days when the stars align and you have “one” of those runs where everything comes together, I know that I am still working hard.
However, in a perverse way it meets a need in my life to do something that is difficult and is not predictable. Each run that I do there is an element of the unknown – when I set off I do not know how the run will go, will it be great, good, meh or will it be drudgery, misery and one that I want to quickly forget.
No, there are no guarantees about what will happen during a run. Each one is unique, even when you run the same courses you always run.
When I think back about how many days would I rather have done something else other than run in the morning before work, during lunch, after work or even believe it or not on my days off.
When I stop and look at it – Probably none.
Why do I say that?
I might tell you that I wished that I had done this or that, but that would be a lie, the truth is I did have all those other options and I made the choice to challenge myself that day…
I have a sneaking suspicion that I will keep challenging myself for as long as I possibly can and when the day comes that I cannot run anymore — well let’s hope that day never comes, whilst I am above ground.
How about you, why do you run?