"Its not what you look at, its what you see" Thoreau

"Its not what you look at, its what you see" Thoreau

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Not getting caught up on Numbers...

Where is this going...this is referring back to a few posts earlier. Not getting caught up on a recent number situation. I do not research people, research records, etc etc. I don't have the time, nor do I have the desire. I enjoy the process, push myself beyond what I think I can do, live, learn, challenge again and again for me.

I do believe in giving credit where credit is deserved - and I am happy to acknowledge and cheer for those who deserve it! It is good sportsmanship and good teamwork and all part of the learning growing process.

Why do I run? I run mainly for the pure enjoyement of the sport - and I enjoy it. Below is a good article...wish I wrote some of it myself because it does speak my mind a bit! Enjoy...

WHY I RUN

It’s a fair question; particularly if it comes up that you run long distances at obscene hours of the morning, even in cold weather. Why? It as posed most recently at work, when I didn’t have a chance to answer. So here’s my shot:

I run to avoid a mid-life crisis. I run for perspective that only comes on the other side, or inside a space created by several miles, a floating stride (when it does) and distance from daily responsibilities. I run for both a sense of peace and turmoil created by self-inflicted pain that is earned and somehow cleansing.

I run because we are what we do with our lives and how we act and I choose not to be someone who sits on their ass in front of a screen all the time in a flat screen reality. I run to connect places on foot, in sight, smells, sounds, and experience that deepens my connection to the world when I next drive by that same spot.

I run to experience life on my own terms, if only for a little while at the beginning of a day. I run early in the morning because I have to if I want to run and because I like how it distinguishes me from those sleeping in, and shows me a part of a town, a road, a trail, the landscape, that I’d have never seen otherwise. I run early for sunrises or to see what the sun sees as it just begins to peak over the horizon.

I run for stories, I run for camaraderie and shared experiences. I run because you know someone differently after you’ve run 10 or 20 miles with them than you could ever have known them otherwise. I run to be different and at the same time to have a shared bond with those who run.

I run because there are some things that I sue (and other people too) to define myself and I enjoy the label of being a runner, with whatever that means. I run, at times, to cross a finish line and know that I have accomplished something through will, effort fun, lows and highs, that is one of those things that can’t be handed to you.

I run to be outside. To feel or crunch the snow. To catch sight of a heron, fox, deer, turtle, eagle, owl, in their element. I run trails because it feels like where I should be. I run because I get something from it that feels both equal to and bigger than what I put into it.

I run because at some point, when we look at the sun (or product) of our life experience – family, relationships, love known or unknown, education, job, accomplishments, travel, books read, photos taken, beers/coffee drinks – running helps inform all of these things and is something I want in mine.

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