I’ve tried not to blog too much about running. I realize that it’s not for everyone. But the more I think about it, the more convinced I am that it should be for almost everyone! So, if you’ll pardon me, I’d like to spend a few blog entries on running: about how it can be challenging, healthy, and fun all at the same time.
My early experiences with “jogging” were when I was an early teen, running the half-mile from our house to Thomas Road and back. I don’t remember how fast I ran it, but I do know that I was exhausted when I got home. Mind you, I didn’t make that run very often. I probably did it after watching one of the Rocky movies, or for some other silly reason. I preferred to get my exercise in fun ways like football, basketball, volleyball, or biking.
Fast forward to 1992. My friends Laura, Faith, and Steve all ran together, and when talking about it at a party one night, they made it sound fun. Fun! Fun?? I was doubtful, but I decided to run with them one night. I don’t know if “fun” was the word I would have used, but it was definitely tolerable. So tolerable, in fact, that I ran four miles in my non-running sneakers. (That turned out to be a mistake, since it was the night before an all-day doubles volleyball tournament. My legs started cramping half-way through the tournament. My doubles partner was NOT happy with me.). Lesson: buy running shoes.

We continued to run together regularly, at a “conversational” pace, which meant that we were running slowly enough to gab about anything and everything, and for about six miles. Within a few months, I found myself at the starting line of one of the largest 15K races in the country, the Utica Boilermaker. I mistakenly lined up at the front (with the Kenyans), and when the gun went off, I watched about 5000 runners passed me in the first mile. Lesson: line up near people that are going to run at your pace.
Somewhere after the midpoint of that 9.3-mile race, there was an uphill climb. It really slowed me down, so when I got to the top, I turned it on going down the hill. “Hey, this downhill section is easy! Hey, why am I passing everyone?” At about mile 8, I learned what hard downhill running does to your quads. Lesson: when going downhill, maintain your pace or slow down, no matter how tempting it is to go fast.

The Boilermaker has one of the best post-race parties of any race. I felt so bad after the race that I could only eat a popsicle. Final lesson of the day: train well enough to finish in a condition to partake of the post-race parties!
Stay tuned for more running stories.
Brian, the Active Lifestyle Guy