I had a lovely Friday and Saturday filled with running-related fun, and with running friends from near and far. The finale was the Seattle Rock N Roll Half Marathon, which was a new course that was more hilly than I had anticipated. Around Mile 11, I just wanted to be done and in my flip flops, but once I finished and remembered that part of the race, I thought, Man. I just love to run. I just love running.
There’s something about flying low over the ground. Gliding. Pushing. Digging.
And there’s something about a race — especially one you are sharing with lots of friends. Seeing them on the course. Hearing your name from a friend in the crowd. Encouraging. Sharing. Smiling. Cheering.
When I think about the TOUGH moments of the race on Saturday — the hills — and how I pushed through them, it makes my heart beat faster.
I JUST LOVE RUNNING.
Do you just love running? Do you also get that “all aflutter” feeling when you think about running? Share why you love running in the comments.
(Race recap to come…)