6.12 miles (total: 1481.35 miles)
Rediscovering the simple pleasure of running as an adult is a strange, frustrating, wonderful, confusing, and ultimately immensely satisfying pre-occupation. I light up when I think about it. It just makes me happy. Running, like living, is both easy and hard, good and bad, exciting and boring. It is made up of long periods of dreadful sameness interrupted by brief moments of pure exhilaration, pain of going uphill, ease of just letting it go and running however you feel like. The big difference between running and life is that you can choose all these moments.
It is available every time I put on my running shoes. The highs and lows of a lifetime can be experienced in a single run. To be a runner, you simply have to run - and that's the beauty of it. And 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 256 days straight or for twenty years. There is no test to pass, no membership card to get no approval to seek from anyone. You just run. It's so simple and so beautiful.
I remember when I started Bored Runner - it wasn’t pretty, but it was a start. I learned a lot. I learned that for me, like so many others, running is the answer. Out on the road it is just you, the pavement, and your will. Running is elementary. It is elegant in its simplicity. And for as long I run, I will shine on the inside.
Running today in the rain at night - quiet streets, dark road, occasional lights, occasional cars - it was the best thing ever!
- Day 256 (thanks)
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