329Runner

I am envious of other runners I see, trotting along nary a care in the world, breathing without difficulty enjoying their day.  Only in my dreams or running down hill have I been able to accomplish this.  Though I have been a pretty constant runner for the past 10 years I still have yet to reach this vision for myself.  Maybe it is my own delusion but I hold this type of ease as an elite threshold of sorts.   “If only I could run like that, I will have made it”.  Why is it so easy for them? Why are they running twice as fast as me while holding a conversation? Why do I hate yet envy them so much?! Even through all this frustration I love the idea and the actual act of running.  No other exercise gives me the same feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction after a run.  It is difficult sometimes for me to find the motivation to get my butt out the door, but I guess that can be said about most everything. Since moving to Colorado I have found a love of...