The practice. The pain. The ice baths. The 3 a.m. wake up calls and the 4 hour four bus rides.
The Friday night team dinners. The early bed times and limited social life. The accomplishment of dropping a pant size.
The warmup. The stretching. The same prayer every Saturday morning. The tape on my spikes and the rubberband in my hair.
The lineup. The nerves. The butterflies. The gun. We’re off.
The dew on the grass. The sweat on my face. The pain in my lungs and the weight of my arms.
The pep talk. The song stuck in your head. The girl you have to beat.
The fight to the finish line. The race volunteers with water. The new PR. The support of your teammates and family.
The feeling of accomplishment. The feeling of death and the feeling of being so unbelievably alive.
That’s what cross country was to me. That’s what running still is to me today. I run to better myself. To beat the clock. To challenge everything I thought I knew about myself.
“If you run, you are a runner. It doesn't matter how fast or how far. It doesn't matter if today is your first day or if you've been running for twenty years. There is no test to pass, no license to earn, no membership card to get. You just run.” John Bingham, American marathon runner.
What's the importance of running? Running can change your life. I dare you train for a half marathon, marathon, or any other race and it not change your life. Your mindset changes. You become more aware of what the human body is capable of. You watch what you eat, you monitor your sleep; it becomes an obsession.
Make running fun. Make workouts hard. Rest, eat, and repeat.
Run happy and run hard. Meghann