I read a lot of books at the same time. I pick them up and put them down based on what I’m in the mood for. One of the books that is sitting dog-eared on the old CPU that serves as my
temporary nightstand* is Sole Sisters: Stories of Women and Running by Jennifer Lin and Susan Warner.
I like it overall, but I’ve noticed something. In some of the profiles, there’s an intense focus on how fast the women are. Some were so speedy and talented that they made a living from the sport.
For this reason, I’m finding it hard to relate to the some of the women in Sole Sisters. Yes, some of the women in the book are mothers, but I just can’t relate to running a sub-7-minute mile or having sponsors.
On second thought, maybe it’s not about relating at all. Maybe it’s more about goals. For me, running is about the journey. It’s not all about the race, although those are a nice reward.
But, it’s about having a new adventure every day. It’s about getting to the race. That’s how I think of it, anyway. How will I get my run in today? How far will I run? What will happen while I’m out there? What will I see? Is it going to rain? Will I be fast or slow?
Okay, so I think about time, too. It’s hard not to get swept up in it; especially if you wear a Garmin. It’s good to know your time, to know if you are improving. But I’m not going to be in the Olympics or win the Boston Marathon, or any marathon for that matter.
The thought of having a mini-adventure every day is a big part of what keeps me going. For example, when I set out on November 1, 2009, for six miles, I didn’t think I was going to come face-to-face with a buck! Okay, not quite face-to-face.
And, I’ve explored all kinds of places I never even knew existed, like this part of the Cedar River Trail.
And, coyote country by my mom’s farm in California.
So let’s all get out there today and see what we will see, and experience what we will experience. Running makes me feel like I’m LIVING!
What adventure will you go on today?
*This is what happens when you are sick and don’t have a nightstand. Your computer geek husband pulls an old CPU out of the back of the closet so you can have somewhere to put your Saltines and your 7-UP, and there the old gray box sits…forever.