Just Run

It's no surprise, I love to run. The benefits are numerous, stellar and achievable each and every time I go. No matter how far, how fast or how long there is a sense of accomplishment after. This accomplishment is mine, solely mine, mine alone. No one else helped me, well maybe my iPod, but the soundtrack was still mine.

Now, I am a firm believer in team sports. The benefits of belonging to a team, forming life-long bonds, pulling together to defeat, feeling as if you play a vital role in the success, learning, teaching, leading.... As with everything in life, there needs to be a balance. So if I am blessed to partake in both team and individual sports in my life, why should I not? Who I am today is so much because of the relationships I've made as a member of a team and the running community.

Whether you're having a bad day, need to unwind, just broke up with your boyfriend, had a fight with your mom, can't make a decision if your life depended on it, have too much free time, need to feel like you're in control, suffer from OCD or need to loose a few pounds, running can be that cure. The power of running is exponential.

Once call yourself a runner, you are not alone. There is a bond. You may be all alone running your chosen path, but as another crosses your path this complete stranger shares a connection with you that only fellow runners can. Even when you're not the one kicking up dust, you connect. When I see a runner and it's not me out there, I'm pissed. Pissed because I wish I was running. Pissed because they may be going faster or farther than I. Pissed because they are escaping. I may be pissed, but I still smile. Smile because I will be them. Smile because I have the power to go as far, fast and long as I want to. Smile because I am blessed with the ability to feel. If only I could lead others to this victory, this high.

This individual sport is far larger than any team. Membership is only up to you. You choose.