15 Nov Running Hurts: A Recap of the Weekend
Going into this new training experience I knew that running would be an evil necessity in order to squeeze in quality workouts around my wife’s schedule, the weather, and the ability to include a baby most days. After yesterday’s Field Test I needed to shake out my legs, so in came a 30 minute walk/jog (I refer to this as wogging) as recovery. It was also a good system check to make sure my legs don’t fall off next Saturday while wogging a 5k “Race” & pushing Ellington in her stroller. I’m only doing this race because there is a promise of Pumpkin Pie at the end.
This weekend’s workouts were gorgeous, and an amazing reminder of why we love Colorado. Even surrounded by this beauty, it was difficult not to think about the events in Beirut and Paris over the past couple of days. As I shuffled along on my run this afternoon I thought of the families who will never see their loved ones, the people compelled to act in such violence, and what an individual like me can do. Over the course of my 30 minute wog the only words I was left with were love and respect. We are pushing ourselves and each other harder, faster, and stronger than ever. Instead we should be making the time, and forming a habit to show respect, share hope, and compassion for all those that you can. Let’s all smile a bit more, say thank you to strangers, and slow this world down a bit. The cause of these events are anger, confusion and hate. As Martin Luther King, Jr. said, “Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Running hurts. I don’t really enjoy it because I don’t do it enough, but running reminds me that I am alive and that I have a life worth living.