Running Away. "I don't run." "If you see me running, something is chasing me." "Some people just aren't made for running." I've thought these things. I've said these things. I believed those things. Every time I did, I lost a part of my identity. Running Back to Where I Belong One day, I was pondering some … Continue reading The Pleasure of Speed
I walked a mile from my car and stood there for about 50 minutes, and by that time, my feet were hurting. Truthfully, if I'm disliking the pain in my feet after a 1 mile walk and a few minutes standing around, what makes me think I can run a marathon?