The Obsession To Run Further

It seems very weird that only one year ago I couldn’t even run 1/8 of a mile without praying for death.  I never ever invisioned myself as a runner, let alone a distance runner. Let alone someone with a running obsession. I ran some track as a kid, I was a varsity swimmer in high school…both sports I was considered a sprinter. 

The ObsessionTo Run Further

Today I find myself smiling, mostly in abject amazement at the fact that I continually am seeking longer distances to train for despite the fact I have yet to run my first half marathon.  I have already moved past that goal and am looking to logging more miles and completing more races…races with “Ultra” in front of them.

I was reading info on a 50K…ha!  50K…that’s ONLY about 31 miles, kids stuff right?  I know I am just rambling here but I am trying to speak to the phenomena of the running addiction that has consumed me and my pursuit in healthy living.  I can’t explain the feeling of the endorphins to non-runners.  My training partner Dan understands this obsession, and it is funny that I don’t get the same endorphin rush training on the treadmill, but only outdoors, particularly on the trails.  Man do I love trail running (minus the ticks that hitched a ride on me last week).  I can’t think of a more natural way to get healthy and reconnect with nature than running trails.

Does this make sense to anyone else?  I am so grateful for discovering running, albeit, later in life.  It has been life changing and I know for certain that I have never met a more supportive group of athletes, regardless of the race I am running, than fellow runners.  OCR, trail and road races have exposed me to people that only encourage and promote the sport for the greater good.  How cool is that.

Anyway, happy running.


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