Too Big To Fail // Did Not Think I Would Enjoy Running

Sep 3 5:51 pm

Over time I’m developing the most ridiculous relationship with running. I get excited to go on a run and then two minutes into it I dread that I have to keep going. Then, toward the end, I feel empowered to keep going a little more. When I’m done, I feel tired but thrilled it’s over and I accomplished it. Then I stretch and start to relax and immediately want to run again.

What’s the deal? It seems I hate/love/loathe/look forward to running.

As recently as a few weeks ago I figured that I could just barely gut out the 2.5 mile run in the triathlon, but after it was over I’d be happy just to swim and bike. Now I’m looking forward to the 8.5 mile run in the international distance event and even thinking about trying a half-marathon or even a full one next year.

(Ask me how I feel about it again after I finish Miami Man, though.)