Up until three years ago, I was never a fan of running. In middle school every other Friday or so, we’d have to run around the field. I HATED it. So, as expected, three years ago when I first started to train for triathlons, out of swimming, biking and running, the one event that I dreaded was running. I hated it. I felt like I was no good at it.
Everybody said you would get a runner’s high and for the longest time I never got the runner’s high. I wondered what the hell they were talking about. Everybody always told me that eventually you would learn to love running. I always wondered when that day would come.
The only thing that kept me running was I knew I had to run/walk 3.2 miles in my first triathlon and come hell or high water I was going to finish this triathlon. Ideally I wanted to be able to run all 3.2 miles, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
When I first started training, I told myself that I would run for 50 paces and then walk for 50 paces, etc. At the beginning, those 50 paces seemed to take forever. Slowly I was able to push myself to 75 paces and then 100 paces. Then I decided that I would run for one whole song on my iPod and then walk for an entire song. The first time I tried that, I was trying to run to the song Carry On Wayward Son by Kansas.That song is like 7 minutes long! Why the hell did it have to be that song? Needless to say, I didn’t run for that entire song. I just couldn’t do it.
I remember on one of the days I was running, I ran 1.2 miles without stopping. I was SO proud of myself. That is the farthest I had ever run at one time without stopping. Granted, most of it was downhill, but still, I ran 1.2 miles without stopping! That is the day I learned to love running. That was the day that I saw EXTREME improvement and progress.
I remember running in to the house and telling my dad I had run all the way from 400 North and 400 East to the 1200 North and 200 West without stopping! I can’t express my excitement. That night I was so excited to run the next day to see if I could run even farther without stopping.
From that day until present I have always been pushing myself to be a better runner. That is the day I fell in love with the sport. Every time I get out and run, I appreciate the sport even more. When someone talks about getting the runner’s high, I know EXACTLY what they’re talking about, because Lord knows I’ve experienced it. There might be days that I complain about running, but when it comes right down to it, I absolutely love it.
While I’m training for the Ogden Marathon, there are days that I feel like I’m a terrible runner, but after I get home from that long run on Saturday, I feel like I’ve accomplished something I never thought I’d be able to. Then I get this overwhelming feeling of, man, I can’t wait to get my training schedule for the next week from B.J. to see how far he is going to have me run.