
Until now. Yes, folks, it seems like there is even hope for oil and water these days. I can be taught! The DH and I have been running mornings all summer. Ok, not such a long time, but I’m still going strong, and I’ve learned a few things that I’d love to share. Those of you who are long-time lovers of things athletic will probably get a kick out of it, but those of you who are like me--listen closely--for us there is hope! Hope, I tell you!


2. If your feet are falling asleep, that means you have wimpy calf muscles! And, unfortunately, your calves are strangling your ankles, contricting the blood flow to your feet. When you feel your toes tingle, run through it as much as you can and then just stop and stretch, and then keep going. It’s wicked annoying, but eventually, as your legs get stronger, it will go away. Calf raises also help, and stretching out those calves before and after running will help too.

4. Find out your neighborhood's garbage pick-up routes and schedule. I know that sounds weird, but you'll find--especially if you run in the morning--it is quite essential. If your neighborhood is like ours, people have to put their overflowing trash bins out front for the truck to come get it, and running by that at 7:00 a.m. is not happy-making. Don't give yourself another reason to quit. Because trust me, it's a legitimate reason. Run in the sections of your area on the days they aren't having trash collection.
5. The zone is real. I cannot stress this enough: THE ZONE IS REAL. For all of you haters out there who say, “Oh, I’m just not a runner,” let me tell you from the Queen of Running Hatred: EVERYONE can be a runner! And I can say that with a bit of certainty because I’m the most unlikely person to run that I know. Once you hit that zone, you’ll be so happy, you will forget all that pain that got you to that point--and you’ll just want to do it again and again. It sounds masochistic, but I promise you it’s worth it. Think about it like childbirth: the zone is your cute, pudgy, pinch-those-checks exercise baby. The benefits far outweigh the risks.

7. Go to bed. I don’t care how cool that late night program is, or how riveting that novel is, it will not be worth it when you try to pull your sorry, lazy rearend out of bed in the morning. And it gives you too good of an excuse to sleep in and then tell yourself you’ll run “tonight” or “tomorrow,” and we all know what that means. So, listen to your mother, and hit the sack early.

9. Chant a mantra. An example of an inappropriate mantra would be “stop now or you’re going to die!” which is what I said over to myself in my head for the first week. Yeah--surprisingly, it didn’t help. If you can’t do anything else, just concentrate on one step at a time. And I don’t mean that in a figurative sense--that’s completely literal. Just tell yourself, “one more step” every time your shoe hits the pavement, and soon you’ll find you’re done before you know it. Or . . . sometimes it drags on forever, but it’s really worth it, so just keep going. Sooner or later, it WILL go by faster than you think. Another mantra I used was “it’s supposed to hurt.” You’d think that would be depressing, like watching Hope Floats when you get dumped, which is equally contradictory, but somehow it always made me feel better. Find a mantra that works, and chant it.
10. Running hurts--you just have to get used to it. It really is supposed to, so don’t try to make it into the same kind of enjoyment you derive from sitting in front of the telly with a bag of potato chips. It’s not going to happen. If you’re going to get anywhere, you are going to have to push yourself. Pushing yourself hurts--take it from someone who really, really enjoys sitting in front of the tube with an array of snack foods. Running can be fun, but it’s a whole different kind of enjoyment. But nonetheless, it IS enjoyment, so don’t give up, the zone will come and find you. (Folks, it’s REAL, cross my heart.)
Honestly, the thing that has kept me going is that zone. And the days I can’t find it, the promise of it keeps me going. I can still remember that first morning, when suddenly I could hold my head up and breathe again, my feet drumming against the road at a steady rhythm. My legs seemed to go on autopilot, and I felt like I could just kick back for the remainder of the flight, an energy boost going off like a nitro injection. As a longtime disbeliever, I was seriously in shock to find out that the zone is in fact real. Not only that it’s real, but that it even works for people like me, people who “aren’t runners,” people who don’t take naturally to chasing after invisible targets. When I say you can get there, I mean the most unlikely candidates--including yours truly. So, get out there and hit the streets! You won’t be sorry you did.
And, just for your listening pleasure, I’ve included my running playlist here. Enjoy!
[Why yes, that is a picture of me . . . but how did you know?]
5 comments:
Now, I thought I was the Queen of Anti-Running. I have ran two 5k races and have not found any ounce of satisfaction from them (other than the relief that I finished them). I will take your word on "the zone" though. I must be vigilant.
As for your Web site, the design is so beautiful, I could cry. It's perfect. It's as if it were crafted from InDesign. You are quite the HTML genius...I LOVE it.
You go girl! 2 5ks is great. I love running, but why haven't I done it in years?? its so true about all those good endorphins. I have heard GOOD things about running around on trash day, you can find some awesome furniture/lamps etc to refurbish for free, just take it off the curb and use your imagination! I've been loooking at some cute "trash to treasure" and "roadkill rescue" project blogs lately and its amazing!
I will try kind of hard to take you up on this advice. Honest! I'll try. Kind of. REEAAAALLY easy to talk myself out of it.
Oh, man, I think you've inspired me to try again - I tried a few years ago but gave up - now that the weather is cooling off I may have to dust off those running shoes and charge my IPod!
Inspirational! Running...I love outside in the early morning, the summer sun sweeping down the mountains to the west, the squeak of the snow as I step and the eerie silence of a winter run, time to work through issues and count blessings and dream, and endorphins. I'm totally addicted, but it's still hard some mornings to walk out the door for a run. Congrats on your 5Ks!! Jedd
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