And I'm sitting in my room.
Sometimes I wonder if I can actually call myself a runner. I run a lot. I've spent hundreds of dollars in the past year on entry fees, shoes and clothes. I've ran races around Ohio and a half marathon in Pittsburgh. I can call myself a runner, but do I really have a runner's mentality?
My sister in high school was on the cross country team. She ran six days a week through the summer and fall. I thought she was crazy.
But maybe you have to be.
Running is more than running. Running is a need, not a want. Running is a lifestyle, not a hobby. Running is a lie, not a request.
I can want to run. The weather could be nice, I could feel gung-ho after watching Prefontaine. That stuff would make me want to run. But it's not just wanting. It's needing. I need to run for my day to seem complete. I need to feel that exertion, that tiredness, that pain.
To call running a hobby is a joke. Who can wake up at 5 a.m. for a race on a weekend and call it a hobby? I know a lot of people who call photography or art a hobby. I don't know anyone who has willingly woken up before the crack of dawn to paint though.
Depending on the day, usually about three miles into a run is when I start lying to myself. I tell myself I don't have much farther to go, my legs don't really hurt that bad or it's really not that bad. Sometimes I have to yell at myself (Seriously, watch me run up Summit St. hill sometime). Never though, do I ask myself to run more.
That just seems stupid. Of course I'm going to say no.
But maybe that's the difference between a wannabe and a runner.
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I'm relaunching this blog on wordpress soon. Nothing against blogger, but it just seems like everyone else is on wordpress.
So be on the lookout for SeeJoshRun.wordpress.com (Like the title? I thought of it while running a few weeks ago. And I don't like attack the hill for two reasons: 1) I honestly hate hills, 2) My brother told me the name sounds like a crazy right-wing political blog. He's probably right)

You've obviously never met a real painter or artist before. When you are struck with inspiration, it doesn't matter where you are or what time it is, you MUST get it onto paper, canvas, etc. The compulsion is just as strong.
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