It is one of my dearest and most loyal friends.
It is always there for me.
Even when I've neglected our friendship for a bit.
All I need to do is grab my sneaks, and it's right there ready to hang out with me again.
Like all friendships, it's been an evolution of sorts.
Before I had my kiddos, I ran to be skinny.
I still missed the skinny boat...but that was my intention.
After I had Niamh and Philly, I ran to loose the baby pounds.
I started running only 10 days after I had Niamh.
And Philly was a C-section.
So, I waited an extra four days after him...started at about two weeks.
(I kept that a secret from the doc:)...
I ran. And ran. And ran.
And my pregnancy rolls went away, pretty fast actually.
I have gone through periods of running to stay in a certain size jean.
I have run to beat my personal distance time.
I have run so I can eat a donut. Or three.
I have run to show Niamh that she should be active.
I have run to show Phil he will never catch up with me;).
And then I started reading a book called Born to Run.
It is not a thriller (don't expect a cliffhanger people:);
...but it is so gooooood...
In a slow paced, ah-hah moment sort of way.
After some major reading, I realized that I wasn't running for the sheer joy of it.
Maybe I never have.
I always ran for an agenda.
I needed my miles and spent calories and dripping sweat to do something for me.
So, after years of this 'friendship'...
I was kind of burnt out by it.
It became a duty.
Something I should do...
A guilt trip.
But not very enjoyable anymore.
The book put all that in perspective.
Suddenly, running was something that deserved my loyalty.
There is something very good and instinctive and necessary about running.
We all did it as kids without a thought. Ran everywhere.
I still need to ask Philly and Niamh to stop running through the house occasionally.
As a kid, we didn't even think about it- it was just fun.
It is so satisfying to read a book and really learn something from it!
Sometimes I need a new perspective on things to appreciate them all over again.
And on a different level altogether, the same can be said for many things besides running.
You can get burnt out by the thing you love the most.
All because somewhere along the line you stopped loving it and started using it.
You need something from it, so until it delivers, you start to feel a little burdened by it.
And yes...even your real friendships.
Try viewing your friend, your hobby, or your favorite thing the way you did as a child.
Get rid of the expectations.
And do it for the simple joy it once gave you.
Create because God gave you that particular desire, not because you need to make a design team deadline.
Sing because you have a voice.
Write because you have something worth writing.
Love your friend because you can, not because you need them to love you.
And I will run because I have two strong legs and I love it.
I love it.
All over again.
"Think Easy, Light, Smooth, and Fast.
You start with easy, because if that's all you get, that's not so bad.
Then work on light. Make it effortless,
like you don't give a [s***] how high the hill is or how far you've got to go.
When you've practiced that so long that you forget your practicing,
you work on making it smooooooth.
You won't have to worry about the last one--
You get those three and you'll be fast."
~Born to Run