It's not easy getting out the door to run every day. It takes a certain kind of mental and physical discipline to do what we do. Some days it feels like a masochistic pursuit to be a competitive runner. Get up early, go to bed early, eat right, watch your weight, stretch, strengthen, and run... a lot.
But, sometimes it all kind of comes together and gives you that heady feeling of physical supremacy, healthiness, and freedom that only a runner can enjoy. The kind of feeling that makes it seem as if every footfall is silent as you glide effortlessly forward through the world one step at a time. That is why I run.
Those days seem to surprise me. Often times, they happen unexpectedly when you find yourself in a rut. You force yourself out the door and then something wonderful happens about 1.5 miles into the run that lifts your spirits and sets you free from the burdens of life. It can happen on a recovery day, a tempo day, a speed day, or even a long slow run. Enjoy these moments.
Live. Love. Run. Breathe.