I started out the new year with a run.
It was colder than hell. The wind was blowing...my iPod died and the tips of my fingers were frozen. I ran a little under 3 miles and conquered a hill for good measure. It felt good.
As I've been probing runners/racers for advice on how to train...I'm hearing everyone in unison saying that running is predominantly mental. The race is more so in your head than in your body.
So, when my "Eye of the Tiger" play list went kaput, I thought, "Alright, let me get into my head." As if I'm not there enough.
But somewhere between the park and my final destination, I realized that this time is good. It allows me to sort things out...to let things go...and to realize that all I have is the breath and the movement...one foot in front of the other.
I'm enjoying the solitude of running and the feeling of accomplishment. I can only imagine how it will feel to run 7, 10, 12 miles and ultimately, to complete the half marathon.
"We run, not because we think it is doing us good, but because we enjoy it and cannot help ourselves...The more restricted our society and work become, the more necessary it will be to find some outlet for this craving for freedom. No one can say, 'You must not run faster than this, or jump higher than that.' The human spirit is indomitable."
-Sir Roger Bannister, first runner to run a sub-4 minute mile