I'll let someone else start the other thread.<br><br>
I won't be running today, but it was a year ago today that I did my first bit of running and walking. Don't know what it was, but that was enough to whet my appetite to run. I would find Coolrunning soon after and stumbled into the 30s thread where I said hello and <b>Theia</b> was kind enough to provide some history and identity to the participants of the thread.<br><br>
Who would have thunk that I'd manage to run myself all the way into breaking my tibia about 7 weeks later?<br><br>
So I bitched and moaned for the early portion of this year. Finally got back to walking again during March and determined to take another run at running again, with a bit more caution, experience, knowledge and better judgment. Now I'm here, sitting upon the anniversary date that in some ways seems odd because I now often think of April 21st of this year as the day I really began running -- running with better defined purpose, goals, and a plan.<br><br>
I suppose there's something a bit deeper underneath it all than the tangible visible expression we call running, the act of controlled falls one after another, right foot springs up and the left falls into the ground, then the left foot springs up and the right foot falls into the chosen running path. While I had waited for my leg to heal, I did other stuff like pull ups and push ups.<br><br>
I don't know if any of us ever know exactly what that deeper underneath item is, what it is that drives us.<br><br>
But whatever it is and however it comes out, good luck with it.
I won't be running today, but it was a year ago today that I did my first bit of running and walking. Don't know what it was, but that was enough to whet my appetite to run. I would find Coolrunning soon after and stumbled into the 30s thread where I said hello and <b>Theia</b> was kind enough to provide some history and identity to the participants of the thread.<br><br>
Who would have thunk that I'd manage to run myself all the way into breaking my tibia about 7 weeks later?<br><br>
So I bitched and moaned for the early portion of this year. Finally got back to walking again during March and determined to take another run at running again, with a bit more caution, experience, knowledge and better judgment. Now I'm here, sitting upon the anniversary date that in some ways seems odd because I now often think of April 21st of this year as the day I really began running -- running with better defined purpose, goals, and a plan.<br><br>
I suppose there's something a bit deeper underneath it all than the tangible visible expression we call running, the act of controlled falls one after another, right foot springs up and the left falls into the ground, then the left foot springs up and the right foot falls into the chosen running path. While I had waited for my leg to heal, I did other stuff like pull ups and push ups.<br><br>
I don't know if any of us ever know exactly what that deeper underneath item is, what it is that drives us.<br><br>
But whatever it is and however it comes out, good luck with it.
