It has been 7 weeks since I started running. Meaning I've only run 7 times. I say "only" because running just once a week is rather odd, but its been working pretty well for me. Over these last 7 weeks, I've gone from just a short .95 mile run to most recently a 6.25 miles on Sunday. Yes. I ran a 10K plus an extra .05 mile. Why? How? What?!
Because I simply could. I channeled my inner strength and courage to make another one of my goals a reality. (Obviously I started 2015 off with a bang!) I knew I wanted to do this with it being my last run in NJ for a while. After my 4 mile run the week before, I ended up feeling like I could have gone more. I WANTED to go more. I knew a 10K was totally possible, that's why I made it one of my "wishes" for 2015.
Every time I complete another run, my Nike+ app tells me of the "records" I smash. This time I ran my fastest mile in 11:07, my fastest 5K in 35:19, and my first 10K in 1:11:15. Since I ended with 6.25 miles, my overall time was 1:11:42 for my longest run ever...in my life. This time last year, when I said I wanted to start running, I never would have thought I could ever run this distance...ever. The only person I can blame for that negativity was myself. I never even got myself to try.
Maybe it was because I never wanted to call myself a "runner" anyway. It seemed like EVERYONE ran and would write, post, tweet, instagram their achievements every 5 seconds. I would scoff at it. I think I was jealous because everyone else was doing something I so badly wanted to try, but just didn't think I had the courage, drive, or ability. Everyone talked about that post run high, that glorious feeling after pushing through and incredible and therapeutic run. I wanted that.
When I finally got my butt in gear and went on that first run, I knew there really was something special about running. Every run since then has shown me even more about what it means to feel that "runner's high". While I'm pushing on through the miles, I feel good, unstoppable. It's amazing what the human body can do. Running is such a strange thing and some many feelings and emotions go through your head and body in such a short time. One minute and I'm not even at a mile yet. The next, I'm rounding out my 6th. Then I know it's time to finish my run, hop back home, take a nice hot shower, stretch and foam roll, eat food, and drink a pot of coffee while I'm at it 😉
As I slow my feet down and end my run, it's like trying to stop a train racing down the tracks. It feels so weird to start walking again, almost like when you take your ice skates off after skating for a while. Your body has to adjust to a different form of movement. Once my body gets back to reality, that "runner's high" really sets in. This glorious amazing feeling, with measurable achievements and floods of joy. I understand those running endorphines and the reason people always share post-run selfies with their splits and times all over the internet. You just want to shout to the world how awesome you feel and how proud you are. You want to share you success because it feels good to feel good and you want everyone in that moment to feel it with you.
A "runner's high" is a feeling you can only get when running. It is so different from the post-yoga feeling or the feeling after a new PR in the gym. It's this instant pride, instant joy and gratification. My body and my ability becomes my own inspiration. Because of this special feeling, I always know my week will end on a high note. I always look forward to my Sunday run and even get excited about it during the week. It's still all so incredible to me. I can actually call myself a runner and experience the wonder that is the "runner's high".
So tell me:
+ What do you love about the "runner's high"?
+ Bragging time! What's your latest running achievement?
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