

"We run, not because we think it is doing us good, but because we enjoy it and cannot help ourselves...The more restricted our society and work become, the more necessary it will be to find some outlet for this craving for freedom. No one can say, 'You must not run faster than this, or jump higher than that.' The human spirit is indomitable." - Sir Roger Bannister, first runner to run a sub-4 minute mile
I took to the track at Jackson Middle School on this run. It has been quite a long time since I have run the track. It can be boring and I really hate keeping track of laps. Now that I have my handy-dandy running app I don't have to pay attention to anything so I found the run quite enjoyable. I was able to lose myself in the music and the beautiful night. There were a few other people on the track, most of them elderly. Every time I see older people there I think of my Mom and how much I wish she could have learned to be more active. I believe it would have saved her life. I know it is too late for such thoughts, but I can't help myself. These older citizens really inspire me because I know how easy it is to live out our golden years in a comfy "pull-back-chair" with the remote in hand and the curtains closed. I believe this behavior can make one quite unhappy and unfulfilled and while there is nothing wrong with a little relaxation, I believe it is vital to get the shoes on and get out the door and into the fresh air.
"The miracle isn't that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start." - John Bingham
Something happens to me when I run after 8pm. It is like some demon escapes from my body and I am unencumbered by fear which means I burn up the trail. It is awesome! I ran Multnomah Village again which means two very steep and LONG hills. I was unstoppable! I managed to run 3 miles at a pace of 11:26 per mile. This is a large speed increase for me. I know this because I am using a new app called Runkeeper that records everything and even chimes in every 5 minutes to tell me how far I have run, how long I have run and how fast I have run. I am madly in love with this app! Now that I know my pace I can play with it and try to challenge myself.
I love running the village, one reason is because there are lots of people out and when I run past them I feel really good about myself. I realize this seems petty and quite condescending but it drives me. I believe that I was born with the "look at me" gene which is why I have spent so many years up on a stage. It is funny that I equate running to performing in some way. I can't imagine how it possibly does the same "thing" for my ego but somehow it works. Perhaps it is coupled with this blog. After all, this blog seems to be quite a sneaky way for me to "show off", but I can't help myself. I was born to broadcast I guess.
"Racing teaches us to challenge ourselves. It teaches us to push beyond where we thought we could go. It helps us to find out what we are made of. This is what we do. This is what it's all about." - PattiSue Plumer, U.S. Olympian
Halfway. Halfway and I couldn't run one more step. That said, every time I run a personal record I feel the same way. I just have to believe that 26.2 miles will follow the pattern.
I ran around the waterfront a couple times and since it was relatively early I was able to witness the homeless population of Portland greeting another day. Several were camped out on the grass in sleeping bags. A few of the younger crowd were still partying and enjoying a morning bath in the drinking fountains. I wonder quite often about this sub-culture, how did they get here, is it by choice, how do they endure the cold, wet nights, what do they do with their time, how do they eat. As I ran past them in my $100 running shoes I did not pity them, I learned a few years ago that to pity someone is to hold them small. These people are just living their own reality the best way they can, like the rest of us.
There were lots of runners on the trail, quite a mob were congregated at the end of the Spring Water Corridor trail that I run often. They seemed to be in some sort of group training, running in small packs. I have read a lot about running being a social sport. I can see how that is true when it comes to these groups. As I ran past them and their table filled with red vines, energy drinks and water, I wondered if I should join a group like theirs. Immediately I thought, no way, the last thing I want is to feel like I have chat while I run. I realized how much I enjoy the solitude of running. I prefer to be alone with my music, my thoughts and my internal game. I always figured I would love team sports, but I tried roller derby last year and didn't make any friends or bond with anyone. Perhaps I am just not cut out for that sort of pack mentality. I always figured I was an extrovert but I am learning through this process how much better I feel emotionally after a long solitary run.
"The body does not want you to do this. As you run, it tells you to stop but the mind must be strong. You always go too far for your body. You must handle the pain with strategy...It is not age; it is not diet. It is the will to succeed." - Jacqueline Gareau, 1980 Boston Marathon champ
My Dad is in town visiting. This is a momentous occasion for me because I pretty much think my Dad walks on water. Yesterday we took Gwynny to derby practice so he could see what she is up to and I ran on the trail nearby. 3 miles was almost a joke to me. Just when I got warmed up and in my zone, it was over. I am realizing the power of the longer run. It's like meditating for an hour as opposed to 5 mins. It gives me time to sink into it and feel the power of movement, the grace of strength and the relaxation of release. I cannot express enough how grateful I am for this discovery. Since starting this training and posting quite a lot about it I have had friends say "I am not a good runner". When I hear that I chuckle because it was almost yesterday that I was saying the same thing. I want everyone to know that when you put your will to the test, it really will see you through. It really will stop hurting, and you will NOT die if you push yourself another mile. Running is complete surrender to what is possible.
Monday night I had a deep conversation with my 14 year old son about his future and the power of dreaming big. We have been watching "So You Think You Can Dance" and every time I watch another dream come true I think back to my time at 21 and what potential I had, what plans I had. Then I remember how I let it all go, how I watched my dreams die because of my lack of focus and drive. I explained to Reeve how important it is to never give up on yourself. Suddenly I made the connection to what I am experiencing with running and I teared up. I realized that at the tender age of 39 I am finally learning what it means to be focused and driven. I guess better late then never.