Running is a road to self-awareness and reliance … you can push yourself to extremes and learn the harsh reality of your physical and mental limitations or coast quietly down a solitary path watching the earth spin beneath your feet. But when you are through, exhilarated and exhausted, at least for a moment everything seems right with the world…
Monday, October 15, 2012
The last run was a rough one. It was 2 days before I left the states. I went about 3 miles and my arch in my ankle was searing with pain, so when I say 3 miles I mean walking/running. Only about a mile of it was ran. I just couldn't pin point my emotions, and my mind was pacing back and forth between 2 worlds. At the time, I didn't think it would take me this long to get back into it. I mean Albania is full of mountains and beautiful sights, which means people must run all the time right? Wrong. Since living here I have seen 1 person out on an actual run in actual clothes. One. Singular. I did a double take and almost followed him just to be sure he wasn't running to catch a bus or something.
Tonight I went for my first run in Tirana. I've posted some info below.
Total time: 15:58 (pretty good considering it has been 7 weeks.)
# of stops while running: 1 (below average)
# of songs listened to: 4 (one was repeated a second time.)
# of people who laughed at me: 4 (above average)
# of stares: I'd say in the hundreds. About 75% of the people I passed stared at me.
# of man-holes I almost fell into: 2
# of time I almost got hit by a car: 1
# of times I almost tripped: 2
# of face wide smiles: 5
# of amazing views: 1 (mountains. I'll take a picture one of these times.)
I couldn't repeat the path ever again. The roads are far too curvy. I attempted to take the same path home and ended up 2 blocks away from where I started on the main road. Not the best experience of my life, but one I will probably try again.
In the words of Ryan Adams (which I listened to) "I didn't travel far, but my feet were moving."
Sunday, June 24, 2012
The main problem I'm having now is that I don't really have time for a half marathon. I have enough time to train and all that, but I'm moving. To another country. And I leave the cities in 6 weeks. Insane. Not to fret, hopefully I'll be able to find a fun marathon to race in Europe.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Hopefully you will be hearing more about my training soon. I've been dying to get back out in the beautiful weather....unfortunately this week looks rainy.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
So what did I do? I ran to the nearest park (thankfully 2 blocks away), gasping for air and fell down on the swing. And I sobbed for 2 minutes. And then I got up. And I ran home feeling so very much better. Who knows why I had a mental breakdown, but I did. Sometimes I think they are just required to happen so I can release my pent up angry/stress every once in awhile. But I love it when it happens when I run because I have a great way of recovering from the break down.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
The funny part is that it's not even cold. today it was 33 degrees when I went out. I enjoyed the 2nd mile of my 3 miler. the first I was frozen and the last I was too warm. It's hard to decide what to wear because you want to shed layers, but can't. It's also hard to go and listen to music because my earbuds get stiff. And I can't run alone without music. that would be an awful experience.
I want to get out there more, and it's not too hard when it's sunny out, but when there are patches of ice I get nervous. and when the sky is gray it makes me sad. But I've just been sad in general recently. Life has been tough this year, and I have to say that running has been a very serious portion of my sanity. So I'd like to thank the belly I received freshman year that convinced me to start with the simple 1 milers. And I'd like to thank all the many people who have given me advice and gotten me up to those 3-4 mile average runs, and one wonderful 7.5 miler. I'll get to that half marathon soon.