A number of years ago, I decided I wanted to get more exercise. So knowing nothing about it as a true sport, I started running. Ir probably wasn't the best way to take up a new hobby. I made it maybe a mile and half. And then my body cried "uncle." So I stopped. Not just for that run. But I abandoned the sport as a whole.
Fast forward a number of years and I wanted to pick it up again. As I started to run longer distances, my body would ache more and more. My chiropractor, who had helped me with a back injury many years prior, told me my running shoes were basically killing my body. He sent me to the local running store where I was fitted for running shoes geared towards my gait and my goals. Oh the difference that made.
So I kept running. And running. Not necessarily huge distances. But I did my first 5K with the goal of crossing the finish line in less time than my chiro co-pay. I did it. 27 minutes vs $35. Numerous 5Ks, 10Ks, Virtual Runs, and a Half Marathon behind me, my medal rack is quite full. My daughter commented yesterday that I had a lot of medals. I never really thought about it, but there's probably about 50 on there.
I now try to run 3 or 4 days a week. But whether I'm running or biking or in the car, I marvel at all those people who really know what they're doing, have great form, and make it look so easy. I say to my wife that I wish I could run like that. She gives me "the look," as if I don't know what I'm talking about.
Every now and again, someone will say to me... "Hey... you're that guy that runs. That's amazing" And it comes full circle. While I'm inspired by others who are killing it out there... I'm actually an inspiration for others who want to start. Maybe I am a runner. Maybe you are too. (Isn't it really just being motivated, having the right tools, and putting one step in front of another?)
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