I get the question at least once a day – why do I run? And why on earth do I run so much? Part of me wants to ask them if they really know me or really pay attention when I talk to them, the other part of me understands why they ask the question. I used to ask the same question of people before I finally started to move past my love/hate relationship with running (I loved to hate it) and started to actually really like, and now love, running.
There are HUNDREDS of reasons why I run. Not the least of which is purely for my health and to continue on my path towards my goal weight. But that is not the whole reason I run. I’ve decided that for the purposes of this specific blog I’m going to stick to the reasons that have had me running as hard and as much as I have been as of late. They are probably the most dominant reasons why I run overall.
I run; to be, to feel, to escape, to return.
I run to be. This can really have two directions. I run just to be whatever I want to be at that moment in that run and I run to simply exist. I realize that sounds rather bizarre, but believe me, it works. When I am running I have no other concerns beyond losing myself in the run – and my music – and making it home again. I want to be able to be whatever I need to be at that moment without reservations. I spend every single day plastering a fake smile on my face and pretending I lead this seemingly perfect life, that I don’t have problems of my own. I do this because I work in retail and it is all about the experience the customer has when they are in my presence. I MUST be upbeat and perfect, it’s just the way it goes in retail. If I am the least bit off it affects the customers’ experience, and I’m sorry but I really don’t need a negative customer comment card on my record… So I do what I gotta and some days I put it on thick when I’m on the floor. When I run I can lose that, I can be whatever. And running to exist, that happens when I’ve had an ultra bad day and I just need to be reminded that it all goes on and on and on. The sun will rise again tomorrow and I will wake up to a fresh new start with it.
I run to feel. In this I mean I want to feel something other than what I feel all day every day. I want to drop that fake smile and fake upbeat persona and just feel whatever I REALLY feel that day. Maybe I really am happy that day – great I’ll be smiling all through my run and dancing down the street when the music strikes me. But maybe I’ve had a horrible day and I want nothing more than to feel that, maybe I need to cry or scream… Maybe I need to feel pain to remind myself that I am alive and that I am only human. Maybe I need to run so hard that I feel nothing anymore… Whatever I need to feel at that moment, I can do it when I run. I don’t care what I look like! Maybe I feel like dancing through my run – so I do! I’m sure the folks that live in the neighborhoods I run in often wonder what I smoke before I run… I dance down the street when the music is right, I yell at myself if I’m mad and more than a couple times I’ve just stopped and cried because I didn’t know what else to do with what I was feeling. It was just the right thing to feel and do at that time. I used to be able to feel anything I wanted to feel when I went out to visit my horse, but since I’ve moved into Green Bay he’s almost 40 miles away one way. I can’t go there just any time anymore – but if that horse could talk I’m sure he would unload millions of secrets of mine! Because of this separation from him I have been relying heavily on my runs. Only recently has this plan actually been working for me and have I been able to find comfort in my runs – thank goodness.
I run to escape. I try to escape real life while I am running… And I try to only concentrate on the road in front of me, and once again my music, and I try really hard to drown out everything else. Key word is try. It doesn’t always work in my favor. Sometimes I’m so stressed out that I just can’t leave it at my door for my run – and it seriously affects my run. I try to remember that whatever baggage I bring with me on my run is additional weight that I must carry for whatever distance I am about to cover, and putting it that way sometimes helps. I don’t want additional weight or baggage out there with me. Some of my runs are hard enough without anything additional dragging me down. When that doesn’t work, I run it out. I battle it out there and do my best to come to terms with it before the conclusion of my run. This doesn’t always work, and in those cases I find I’ve run so hard that I simply clean up and fall asleep, it’s probably better that way! Anyone who runs and sees me on a run when I am battling my monsters can probably tell. I’m sure it is plastered on my face, again, I don’t care. I’m out there because I want to be and because it is easier to battle it out there than sitting on my ass at home.
I run to return. When my run concludes, I return to my home and sometimes, more often than not, I have had some success decompressing from real life and I feel like I can return to whatever it was that was stressing me out and handle it better than I would have prior to my run. Even after my worst runs I feel better able to return to real life after it than I was when I started the run. Sometimes I wish I could drop what I am doing at work and go for a good long run and then return to work and see if I feel better about things. Perhaps that could change my entire perspective at work some days, perhaps not. I also return to being social and find that it is easier to talk to my friends and family about sensitive issues after I’ve run it out, the words come easier and I don’t always take the tough stuff quite as hard.
Really, when you look at all the reasons I’ve highlighted, they can all be rolled into one without missing a beat. But I separate them because sometimes one is more dominant than another. Lately running to feel has been my biggest reason. I’m not a real public person with my emotions and sometimes running to feel whatever it is that I need to works best for me. I am not good at expressing my emotions to other people, but I have found that I am great at expressing them to myself – and dealing with them – when I am running. I’ve found that I will push myself harder and longer when I am out there running something out than I will if I’m out there just to run. I find that if I have something to fight, or something to deal with, I tend to forget that the miles are passing by and I go further without realizing it. Maybe this is how other runners do it? Maybe this is how they were able to successfully start packing on the miles… I don’t know, but it sure is working for me. And with my first half marathon practically right around the corner, I’ll take it and RUN with it.
As always before, and as always will be… Just Believe.
Heavily played on my runs:
Stronger – Kanye West
When They Come For You – Linkin Park
Wretches And Kings – Linkin Park
What Doesn’t Kill You (Stronger) – Kelly Clarkson
Don’t Stop Believing – Journey
Astounded – Tantric
Rise Above This – Seether
Addicted – Saving Abel
Better Days – Whiskey Falls
Natural High – The Union Underground
Extreme Days – TobyMac
Breakdown – Tantric
Damaged – Plumb
Lullaby – Nickelback
Hands Held High – Linkin Park
Bulletproof – La Roux
Bulletproof – La Roux
Rhythm is a Dancer – La Bouche
Domino – Jessie J
Lay Down My Pride – Jeremy Camp
She is Beautiful – Andrew WK
Smile – Avril Lavigne
Get Down – Audio Adrenaline
Waitin’ On Me – Emerson Drive
Plus MANY more.
Next race: CellCom Half Marathon, May 20th