Day 138 (October 10)

10 miles

No matter how mundane some action might appear, keep at it long enough and it becomes a contemplative, even meditative act. So is my running.

Of course there are days when I feel kind of lethargic and don’t want to run. Even today I didn't really 'feel it' when I started. Actually, it happens a lot. For the past 3 weeks, it's happening every day. My mileage shows. On days like that, I try to think of all kinds of plausible excuses to slough it off.

I remember from one of the books I've read, when an Olympic runner was asked “Does a runner at your level ever feel like you’d rather not run today, like you don’t want to run and would rather just sleep in?” In response, the runner stared and then, in a voice that made it abundantly clear how stupid he thought the question was, replied, “Of course. All the time!”

So I am not beating up myself for 'not wanting' to do it every day. In the end, I still do it, and I know I will still do it regardless of how I feel. It's normal. It's human. Much better than faking it.

And when I finish - I call it 'Welcome to Heaven, Bored Runner!' Every time it is worth it.