Growing up I always hated running. It made me sweat (in a bad way), made it hard to breathe, and caused general embarrassment. The mile and a quarter run we had to do in middle school was an anxiety-ridden nightmare.
It was my dad and auntie who inspired me to give running another try. He's always been an active person, but it wasn't until he was 55 that he ran his first marathon. One year I went to Hawaii to watch him and my uncles run the Honolulu Marathon. At the end of the race, my auntie said, "Amy, you should run next year!" Thus began the romantic side of my complex relationship with running.
Amy and running, they knew each other for so long...but did they really know each other? They always thought they were incompatible, but sometimes opposites attract. When reunited after years apart, it was clear that there were sparks between these two.
But like all romances, the fresh, dewey love can only last so long. I'd like to think we've settled into a loving, but flawed long-term relationship. (Right now running is sleeping on the couch, not because I don't love it anymore, it's just easier for us to have a little space.)
I have a goal. A big one. This blog is one of the myriad strategies I am employing to help me reach my goal. Other strategies that work for me, and that I must remember to actively use:
- Watching inspirational running documentaries
- Reading books about running
- Talking to people about running
- Signing up for races
When I'm not feeling guilty about not running, I am a middle school teacher in Seattle. I love Pacific Northwest hiking. I try to balance reading young adult novels for school with reading books that will not turn my brain to mush. I think a lot about social justice, especially as it relates to public education. I am at the start of a project to watch or read every play written by Shakespeare.
(Also, this is not actually a company. It's just a catchy title.)
It was my dad and auntie who inspired me to give running another try. He's always been an active person, but it wasn't until he was 55 that he ran his first marathon. One year I went to Hawaii to watch him and my uncles run the Honolulu Marathon. At the end of the race, my auntie said, "Amy, you should run next year!" Thus began the romantic side of my complex relationship with running.
Amy and running, they knew each other for so long...but did they really know each other? They always thought they were incompatible, but sometimes opposites attract. When reunited after years apart, it was clear that there were sparks between these two.
But like all romances, the fresh, dewey love can only last so long. I'd like to think we've settled into a loving, but flawed long-term relationship. (Right now running is sleeping on the couch, not because I don't love it anymore, it's just easier for us to have a little space.)
I have a goal. A big one. This blog is one of the myriad strategies I am employing to help me reach my goal. Other strategies that work for me, and that I must remember to actively use:
- Watching inspirational running documentaries
- Reading books about running
- Talking to people about running
- Signing up for races
When I'm not feeling guilty about not running, I am a middle school teacher in Seattle. I love Pacific Northwest hiking. I try to balance reading young adult novels for school with reading books that will not turn my brain to mush. I think a lot about social justice, especially as it relates to public education. I am at the start of a project to watch or read every play written by Shakespeare.
(Also, this is not actually a company. It's just a catchy title.)
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