It’s February, the month of love and all that jazz. Now, I’m not a sappy person by nature but this year I felt compelled to write an actual love letter … to running.
You see, running and I have had a rather complicated relationship over the years. And even though you may consider it a bit odd that I’d write a note expressing my feelings for running, it’s actually not that different from relationships with people. Sometimes you love them, and other times … well, not so much.
I started running in early 2006 sort of by accident (long story) and it’s been much like one of those friends that drives you crazy because she’s too honest and open – but that’s also the reason that you can’t imagine life without her.
I know who I am because I’m a runner and I’m truly grateful for every run – the good, the bad, and the really, REALLY ugly.