“Long-distance runner have to be very strange people. You have to really want to do it. You don’t have to win or beat someone, you just have to get through the thing. That’s the sense of victory. The sense of self-worth.” – Ted Corbitt
I don’t know what it is about procrastinating, but of late, I seem to be doing it a lot and I can’t shake it off. Whenever I sit down and try to write, I draw a blank. And it’s not about for lack of something to write about or time. I can make the time if I want to. Thankfully, it doesn’t extend to my running.
For those who check my blog occasionally, I’m sure you know I write about running. I’m so into it that I came up with this blog. Running has become a big part in my life that sometimes I think that, without it, I’d be lost and done. Scary thought, I bet. But let’s not dwell on that.
The month of October has been remarkable. I did a marathon in Victoria ( my third ) on the Thanksgiving weekend and a half-marathon ( also my third ) in Shawnigan Lake, in just a span of two weeks in between them. I had an amazing experience. And to say that I was way beyond happy and thrilled was an understatement.
The runs I did at least twice a week, could hardly be considered as a proper training. Someone even suggested that I shouldn’t go ahead with the marathon. But as luck would have it, I managed to finish both runs, still “breathing” and happy. Of course, sore, but you get over it eventually.
I love running and cheesecake, among other things.
November rolled around with a promise of more runs to come and excitement. I found myself presented with more opportunities to run during my work week, which I hardly pass up. At one point, I even run in the rain, albeit a short one. Then I get to run again with my new-found running buddy, Heidi. We did a short jaunt in the neighborhood on Remembrance Day. She showed me a new route. Needless to say, I huffed and puffed halfway through it. I stopped when we came upon a hill, she was like, “Why is that. “ Anyway, I had a nice time. I try to pick up my pace to keep up with her but she’s considerate and she let me set the pace.
And I turned 37. I planned to do a 3.7 mile run on the said date but it didn’t pan out. I procrastinated. Good thing, I get to run the next day, which was only right, after I ate more than a few slices of cheesecake, which Rita made especially for my birthday.
Anyway, the weather has been perfect on most days. Although I have to admit that I find it colder now. Two shirts and a jacket paired up with running tights is now my running get-up. To complete the ensemble is a pair of mitts and my reliable running hat. There are days that I can’t get motivated enough to go for a run but for the most part, I try to. One day, while out for a run, as I plodded along and thought about stopping, I though about Heidi, running with me and giving me a look that says, “Don’t even think about it.” I’m amused at how my brain works sometimes.
The past two months has been great and productive for me, so I can’t complain. I have a lot to be thankful for. Despite the occasional aches and pains, I’m fortunate that I’m still able to get out there and run. And with the recent typhoon that greatly affected my family, running helps to ease my mind from worry and frustration. Running helps me to see things in perspective.
Now I’m looking forward to what the next month and the next, will bring. In the mean time, I’ll “keep running.”
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