Yesterday I received a Twitter update on a new article, “The love/hate relationship of winter running” and could immediately identify with the hate part. As I was driving to school this morning, my car read the outdoor temp as -9 degrees C. Not a great way to start the day, but I knew mornings are colder than evenings because the sun comes out and warms the earth…even in winter. So I went about starting my day which on Wednesdays consists of SSR (Silent Sustained Reading) a school-wide dedicated time when all students and staff are reading to improve all students in this area. I decided it would be a good time to begin a book I borrowed from my brother Running for Mortals.
I got a great laugh and had to hold it in because I didn’t want to disturb my students or look crazy. One of the authors could have been me. He describes the beginning of his journey as a runner on his 43rd birthday. This is quite funny because tomorrow is my 43rd birthday and I started my journey just a few months ago. This means I’ll be running the original marathon in Athens in just a few short years.
However, what is most important from what I read today was a need to start, to stick with it, as stay focused on the idea that everyone can be a runner.
That thought stuck with me all day until the drive home, the temperature dropped four degrees. I hate winter running…but I went.