I run for
On youtube there is this wonderful video. Why people run?
And today, having completed the Moscow marathon and reflected on that, I want to write for what I run.
I run for one very tiny and simple miracle. When I run under trees I look up. The leaves are heaving, endlessly and gracefully. I go up-down with every step, leaves go up-down, sky goes up-down. Up-down, cycle of universal life. When I run and look up, I'm in harmony with this cycle. My personal miraculous experience.
I run for the moment before the run. I open the door, take a step into the street, start Runkeeper and feel that I have already won. Anything. And I run for the words "Workout complete" Runkeeper tells me through the headphones.
I run (and ride a bike) for the COMMUNITY. I have been thinking about it since the Portugal cycling tour. Bikers were acknowledging each others' presence. We didn't know each other but we were smiling and greeting each other with "Bom dia!". Since I've returned I've been trying to wave a hand to each runner (I run more than I bike) I meet. One more miracle happens when this person waves back. I get the strength to go on. Some don't wave back but that's okay.
I run races for the feeling of camaraderie. I love talking to strangers shortly and being talked to. Offer some water or offer to pour some water. Say something like "Don't give up". Somethimg like "You are doing great!" Share hot tea from one cup with a stranger afterwards. And so on.
I run easy races for the finish. After 10k or a Half I feel well enough to go to the finish, some 50-100 meters before the finish and to cheer the runners, to give fives, to smile and to share our common victory. Yes, I run for the fives I give and get. Tremendous joyful energy. And after the finish the world restarts. Sweet tea is never as tasty as after the (half-)marathon.
I run for the moment when "Mountain Hare Krishna" by Krishna Das and Sting transforms into "Amazing grace".
I run for charity. "Down side - up" race supporting children with the Down syndrome became a precious experience. And I run for the people who think that they can't run. I was the same once. Actually I was thinking that i was a sprinter. Ha-ha. And I run for those who really can't run. I think of them as I run and it's as if we run together.
I run for the pure joy of moving around. Moving and breathing - that's what the body loves most of all. I run for the feeling that I'm alive from head to toes.
I run for the feeling that rain is okay. I run for the joy of splashing through the puddles. I run for the moment the rain stops. I run for observing how early morning becomes day or evening becomes night.
I run for a mouthful of ice cream afterwards (especially on warm summer nights)!
And when I run fast I listen to Rent - Seasons of love. Fast running is Ultimate Running, I don't have the time to concentrate on anything else, but then I hear this "Measure in LOOOOVE" and the Universe collapses and restarts. I spread my hands and fly, and hug the world.
Run. And measure in love.
Click to viewAnd today, having completed the Moscow marathon and reflected on that, I want to write for what I run.
I run for one very tiny and simple miracle. When I run under trees I look up. The leaves are heaving, endlessly and gracefully. I go up-down with every step, leaves go up-down, sky goes up-down. Up-down, cycle of universal life. When I run and look up, I'm in harmony with this cycle. My personal miraculous experience.
I run for the moment before the run. I open the door, take a step into the street, start Runkeeper and feel that I have already won. Anything. And I run for the words "Workout complete" Runkeeper tells me through the headphones.
I run (and ride a bike) for the COMMUNITY. I have been thinking about it since the Portugal cycling tour. Bikers were acknowledging each others' presence. We didn't know each other but we were smiling and greeting each other with "Bom dia!". Since I've returned I've been trying to wave a hand to each runner (I run more than I bike) I meet. One more miracle happens when this person waves back. I get the strength to go on. Some don't wave back but that's okay.
I run races for the feeling of camaraderie. I love talking to strangers shortly and being talked to. Offer some water or offer to pour some water. Say something like "Don't give up". Somethimg like "You are doing great!" Share hot tea from one cup with a stranger afterwards. And so on.
I run easy races for the finish. After 10k or a Half I feel well enough to go to the finish, some 50-100 meters before the finish and to cheer the runners, to give fives, to smile and to share our common victory. Yes, I run for the fives I give and get. Tremendous joyful energy. And after the finish the world restarts. Sweet tea is never as tasty as after the (half-)marathon.
I run for the moment when "Mountain Hare Krishna" by Krishna Das and Sting transforms into "Amazing grace".
I run for charity. "Down side - up" race supporting children with the Down syndrome became a precious experience. And I run for the people who think that they can't run. I was the same once. Actually I was thinking that i was a sprinter. Ha-ha. And I run for those who really can't run. I think of them as I run and it's as if we run together.
I run for the pure joy of moving around. Moving and breathing - that's what the body loves most of all. I run for the feeling that I'm alive from head to toes.
I run for the feeling that rain is okay. I run for the joy of splashing through the puddles. I run for the moment the rain stops. I run for observing how early morning becomes day or evening becomes night.
I run for a mouthful of ice cream afterwards (especially on warm summer nights)!
And when I run fast I listen to Rent - Seasons of love. Fast running is Ultimate Running, I don't have the time to concentrate on anything else, but then I hear this "Measure in LOOOOVE" and the Universe collapses and restarts. I spread my hands and fly, and hug the world.
Run. And measure in love.