Beautiful and Ominous. - Fall has come to Norway and, like everywhere else, this means the light begins to yield. It does so spectacularly, but it does so nevertheless. The sun r...
Monday, May 2, 2011
I run because
I run because it changes me. Those times when I want to stop and sit down, but my mind and body go on auto-pilot and push on and find what's on the other side of quit.
I run because life throws so much shit at you that you have no control over, whereas I choose to run, I choose that test, that challenge and what it asks of me and how I respond.
I run because when I am hopping tree roots and slipping down singletrack, single-file between people I've never met, all at the same cadence, breathing in the trail and each others' collective energy, I know there is something more and larger than me.
I run because I see places and meet people and learn and experience things that I could not any other way.
I run because sometimes I wonder if I can and there is only one way to find out.
I run because it connects my feet to the earth and the air and water. It is elemental and so am I, and together we remember.
I run because of the experience of traveling to a race with a group of friends and the finish line re-living, re-telling; a post-race meal or beer together; and traveling home together, changed a little.
I run because there are times, sometimes, where there is only motion and breath and the world and I are...