A christian, husband, dad, accountant by training who just really loves to run trails. I found running rather randomly when my wife took a week away to attend her grandfather’s funeral. The lonely nights led me to put on my running shoes for the first time in years, and that was that.
I’ll say it again – I love running. I’ve contemplated many times as to what I like about it, and to this day, I can’t quite figure it out. For a while, I thought it was the excitement I felt when I improved, either running faster or longer. But even as my fitness began to plateau, I still felt the inexplicable urge to run.
Then, I thought, maybe it was the excitement of racing – a personal goal to work to, and the accomplishment of completing marathon and ultra-distances alike. However, after participating in numerous events, I have since realised that I actually don’t really like racing, or more accurately, I don’t like the pressure I feel in the lead up to the race – the need to put in session after session, the anxiety felt during missed training days when sick, the frustration of injury all made running a chore. Races and accomplishments do have their thrills, but they are certainly not the reason I run.
So I don’t know why – maybe I never will – but maybe “why” isn’t as important as the fact that I do, so I’ll just keep running, just because I can, and just because I really really want to!