I run because I can

by Anna Blanch on April 1, 2012

While I write because I must, I run because I can.

I run because I can.

I’m not a ‘runner’ – not in the sense that I know people who must run.I much prefer team sports or a hard cardio/weights workout.

To be frank, I find distances longer than 3 miles (5km) boring.Unless I’m running in a race.

That being said, I can always run further and for longer when I have my green ipod nano pumping out some music. Preferably music where I can’t hear the sound of my breath and where I can keep pace with the beat of the tunes…or a marines cadence or two.

I run because for quite a long while there (almost 8 long years) I couldn’t run whenever I wanted. In fact, I couldn’t do anything without pain. I’ve alluded to this before and even earlier.There were months, years even, where walking more than 50m was more than I could handle. When I needed the physical support of a friend to get from the car to the house.

Remember where I asserted that I wasn’t a superhero anymore (or at least a little less of a superhero)?

The miracle that is waking up each day not in pain is something I still rejoice over. In the early days I realised multiple times a day that the pain wasn’t there any more. Now, it is on particular days or when a friend notices me able to do something I wasn’t able to for so long, that I find myself so thankful.

running for me is an act of thankfulness. It is out of joy that I can.

It is why races, even short 5k or 10k races, are something I like to do a couple of times a year.

They remind me of the days where I couldn’t walk or move without pain.

They remind me that life is for relishing.

They remind me to be thankful.

They remind me to smile!

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This isn’t April fool’s prank. I’m running the Hill2Harbour 10k race today in Newcastle. At least, i’m going to try to run the whole thing! In any case, I will finish!

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