Running for those who can't
Find your why.
You need a reason. A reason to wake up at 5am and get out on the roads. A reason for the track workouts at near-vomit paces. A reason for the two hour slog through humidity in the heat of summer. Why do you make yourself do this? You don't; you GET to do this.
I work at a Cancer Center. So I see some tough stuff all day, every day. Running is my necessary outlet. If I'm alone, it's time to clear my mind and hit reset. If I'm with my run club, it's time for ridiculous stories and laughs. I GET to wake up and push my limits. My body allows me to do that. Not everyone has this luxury, and I remind myself of that… Every. Single. Day. I run for those who can't.
Around the same time I injured my heel in September 2017, someone that I work with was struck by a car while crossing the street and the driver fled. While I was in a walking boot, he was hobbling around in a brace with a fractured femur, thankful to be alive. I forced myself to be positive during that time because he had it much worse off than me. Fast forward to today, 10 months later. He can walk (slowly) but will never be the same, and he definitely can’t run. He wasn’t a runner or an athlete before this, but chatting with him about his situation the other day hit home. What if I couldn’t run? He has been super positive through the whole process and I can only strive to have half the optimism that he does.
Marathon training is though stuff. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I literally go through two outfits because I’m so drenched after my run that I need to change before heading to my personal training session. I get up earlier on the weekends for my long runs than I do for work. I spend hours each week rolling out on my Rumber Roller and planning out meals and hydration. Why? Because I can. Because I GET to do this. There are people who can’t…. Run for them.