Running

Writing is flat out great but right now I have no inspiration. I would rather be running right now. The feeling of the wind blowing back my hair and my heart pounding in my chest. There is nothing that can replace the ecstasy of beating your body up so hard that when you stop you don’t want to move anymore. When I am running I escape into a different world far beyond the pavement under my feet. It is a feeling unlike anything I can describe.

I didn’t used to love running like I do now. Running was something I had to do for gym class not something I would do by choice. Then I started playing Lacrosse. In order to be good at Lacrosse you have to be a pretty good runner. My freshman year is when I developed my love of running. It was a freezing cold day in January and the first day of conditioning. I remember just running and running and running. There were a few breaks that first day but not many. I hated it. My feet were sore and everything was cold. Then I had to do this every day of the week Monday through Friday. What had I gotten myself into? After a couple weeks of this running became more fun. I loved the way if felt to be in shape and be able to run for long distances. 

Sometimes running can be boring. I don’t like running for long periods of time with out music or someone to run with. I run out of things to think about or ways to motivate myself. I really don’t like running in the heat. Your body moves slower, there is no refreshment and I constantly feel the need to vomit. I have no motivation to run in the summer unless it is past 9 o’clock at night. I also don’t enjoy starting to run when you are out of shape. Sluggish and inconstant, it is like learning to walk again or trying to move while you are very ill. Running when you are out of shape is like running with a back pack full of bricks. At every step something is pulling you back and it gets harder and harder to breathe. 

Now that my Lacrosse days are over I find it hard to have to motivation to keep running. There is always something else I should be doing or I can’t find the time to get myself running. I try to go three or more times a week but school gets in the way and now that it is getting colder there are less hours of the day to spend running. My legs feel sluggish and my heart is slower.

Last night was golden. The air was warm and my body was warmed up. I ran and ran until I couldn’t run anymore. It felt good to get everything out of my head and feel everything new again. Running is an natural high that you can only get when pushing yourself to extremes. Sure biking is great but there is nothing better than using your two feet. Pounding on the earth I feel like part of me is going into the earth and the earth is putting it back into me. When I’m done running I feel recharged and more able to do the things I need to do. 

Running is recharging the batteries on my life. It gives me the strength and happiness to try to be the best I can. I can’t imagine my life with out the joys of exercise. When I’m running the energizer bunny couldn’t even keep up with me. I take off like an eagle wings spread waiting to share my majesty with all those who can see me.