All runners have endured the occasional time when running loses its joy, or you have tremendous difficulty in motivating yourself to get out the door to do it. I have been victim to such a time in my running journey these past few weeks. Every run has been terrible. They were just painful slogs, as I endured each passing minute with anticipation for the end. I felt like Tyrion Lannister stuck in a box going across the narrow sea waiting for the shore to come.
Game of Thrones season is upon us so expect more of these references in the coming weeks.
Usually I run with my wife, Grace. However, I don’t blame her for rarely wanting to run with me recently. I must have been boring, and painful for her to run with. If she suggested adding on a fun mile here or there on a run, I was stuck in this mindset of “oh dear god just let this run be done” as I hobbled along looking longingly at any grass that I could lay down on and rest. I know it may sound completely lame, but it’s just where I was these past few weeks.
Here’s a visual representation of that. Courtesy of the Andy Dwyer…
Today that changed. I remembered how it was to be in the run rather than waiting for it to end. I ran Towsley Canyon with Grace, and I learned two lessons.
Towsley Canyon is a myriad of trails, hills, trees, rattlesnakes, and more hills. The escape to that kind of scenery is perhaps exactly what I needed. Coming to the end of the run when Grace suggested running up another trail I was all game for it. Even so much as pushing Grace to go further as she got tired. That hasn’t happened in a while. I just truly enjoyed myself, and it reminded me that you need to enjoy running. It shouldn’t be a painful chore every day, but one of the parts of the day you look forward to.
Lesson 1: Love the run!
Lesson 2: Change the scenery every once in a while.
I’m not sure if it was the change that broke my cycle, but it definitely helped.
On a side note this could be a bunch of gibberish. Before my run I had some RunGum. So maybe all these happy feelings about running, and breaking the cycle was simply the product of chewing some before my run.
Either way I’m not too fussed with why my run was good. I’m just happy that it was.