I was talking to a friend of mine recently about why we do silly things like run marathons or push ourselves out the door when it’s well below zeor outside and her answer was so simply beautiful that it kind of knocked me on my arse.
She told me that she runs because she can. She wakes up everyday grateful for being able to run. She runs every day because she lives in a world free of war or landmines or IED’s.
This got me thinking, what gets me out the door every morning besides the fear of getting fat like my mother? What drives me to do it and I think the answer is I run because I love it. I am so aware that I can run and that I have everything in life that I want. No matter what goes on in my life a run can clear my head and give me a fresh look at a problem.
For this I am truly grateful.
How about you, why do you run?
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