Running Love for Life

I miss running. I really do.

I look back on high school and college running and there were so many times that I hated it. I hated going to practice to run a workout or out in the cold or endless laps on the indoor track, but now I look back on those times with love.

There were those glorious moments as well. Many of the happiest days of my life involve running. It comes from those times when you break that dreaded mental wall that you strategically planned to demolish on almost every run. That overwhelming burst of emotion received when you achieved a goal that seemed unattainable a year ago, like breaking 18:00 in the 5k.

The challenge of running is enticing. The challenge of going farther or faster than you ever have in your life. I want that. I crave that. I miss that.

Tomorrow, I will join a running club here in Hoboken, but I really want to join the Central Park Track Club, it's intense and promises improvement. (Check it out here!)

Why do I desire to run competitively again? It's what I never wanted in the past. It must really be a part of me. It has to be. I dedicated 10 years of my life to it!

Time to mark a race on my calendar! Don't be surprised if I show up at the Gina Relays wanting to race!