Subtitle: Yes, People Im totally doing another half marathon. While DISNEY didnt exactly create a running addict Im kindasorta looking for a new goal and, well, another half appears to be the way I am choosing to go. OH, and Ive totally DRAGGED this woman in to join me as well. Im STOKED about that as she’s never run more than a 5k so I totally plan to harness her runningEXCITEMENT as we train together virtually. The thing is we arent yet sure which race we are doing (could be in TX? could be in LV? we’re all over the map at this point) and as soon as we know Ill announce it here as I plan to drag as MANYMANY of you as I can along with us to run/walk or merely MEET-UP wherever we end up racing. In fact, lets put this whole announcement thing on hold till I have more details. I got a little overly filled with zeal on this NATIONAL RUNNING DAY. My apologies. Please to ignore this.
Welcome to National Running Day misfit-style.
(Please to enjoy my musings on the activity I love to hate.**)
I have to admit I’d always been jealous of runners. As a woman who pretty regularly got her cardio by way of machines (most recently I’d been in a recumbent bike rut. Same machine. Used for years. Plateau anyone?), the ease of yanking on a pair of shoes and taking off was quite alluring.
In my mind I aspired to be the woman who ran her own ‘hood with such regularity the neighbors wondered if she even owned a car.
I longed to be the business traveler who tossed sneakers in her carry-on and looked forward to long explorative jaunts running through new cities.
In reality, though, I was neither of these women.
My neighbors were well aware I owned a vehicle, and I tended toward taking a workout hiatus if the hotel in which I stayed didn’t have an on premises gym.
Flash forward to New Years 2009 when I chatted with a client and (again) encouraged her to take the next 365 days and loosen her attachment to her self-definition.
And it hit me.
Practice what I preach much?
It was on that day I finally took the first step–quite literally–on the long road to becoming a runner.
A road I’m huffing and puffing down even as I encourage you to join me along the way.
Running has been a welcome change in my workout routine (mentally and physically) for a few specific reasons:
Running is free. In today’s economy this was a huge selling point to me. I was ready for a change and running meant I didn’t have to join a gym or purchase an expensive new piece of home workout equipment.
Running is the most time-efficient way to increase your cardiovascular fitness. While I liked the ability to multi-task my bike afforded me (I was notorious for returning emails, reading magazines & tweeting whilst doing my cardio) I am far happier working out for shorter periods of time (I’m also notorious for the fact that cardio isn’t my fave piece of the workout puzzle.). I’m adoring getting more bang for my workout buck.
Running is easy! OK now that I have your attention, I am, indeed, going to add that it’s only easy to facilitate (just step outside!) and easy to start (only sneakers needed!). The process of the run? I’m nowhere near deeming that piece easy…yet.
Running is social. This aspect has been one of my favorite parts of deeming myself a runner. Not only are there running groups, but there are also myriad online chat-boards, magazines, races, forums etc. This interaction and support is definitely a piece of motivation I missed out on as I recumbent biked alone in my house.
Running increases self-esteem. While exercise in general increases self-esteem because we both feel and look better, running has truly changed how I view myself. I feel more confident in all areas of my life because I am continually setting new goals (walk less than I did the previous workout session; sign up to run a 5K, etc.) and achieving them. In addition, I’ve found there’s something behind the runner’s high I’d heard about for so many years.
So there you have it. Look better. Feel better. Save time. Save money. Run!
Today’s the day, People.
Start small (perhaps just read this or this), take a baby-step (run up a flight of stairs or jog to the mailbox) or get plain ole CRAZY all Im asking is you step out of your home (and your comfort zone) and join me.
**Parts of this post first ran at Glamour.com