I run - Do you run?
Ironically, the more tired I get, the better I am at destroying myself. I hate running. Any cardio sport. I hated...
One day I went to try it. I put on my supposedly pro clothes, thought "I hope I don't look embarrassed", installed an app on my phone, and went for it! After half a kilometer, I regret it! "Really?" I ask myself. How can people run half marathons? Marathons? Ultramarathons? Oh, my God!
Okay, I'm leaving the first run at a little over a mile. My lungs are still somewhere behind me, my legs are hurting, I can't handle it. This is not gonna be my thing!
It's just that when you have a lot of people around you who share your sporting success, it just doesn't give you that. All right, I'll go again. And again. And again. And so it came to pass that I ran almost every day. My shins were knocked out, my lungs hanging on a trachea somewhere behind me, and no results in sight. But what results?
Actually, I've come to the point where I've done obstacle runs, lowered my weight, and increased my mileage in distance. A! Improved my discipline!
When I head out for a run, I plug in my headphones, find out the app works, and run. At first, it's a breeze but most of the time I'm over the pace and before long I can't keep going. Then I slow down. Thank goodness for traffic lights where I collect those lungs and other organs! I try to take in the dynamic music in my headphones and get the superhero feeling. I try to think of my goals, and what I want to gain from this ordeal. It hurts. I'm making sounds like I'm having a heart attack and going into cardiac arrest. I'm adding more because I want to push myself beyond my limits. I can't, I'm dying! I turn off my app and find that I'm a little further along again. It's a great feeling.
That horrible feeling that takes over just before I run out, that annoyance and laziness turns into something that makes me feel supernatural within forty minutes. 5km is almost the norm now! I love it!
And how do you start running?
