The Cult of Runners


What I used to think about running

Remember back when you were  a little kid in elementary school…when the bell rang for recess, we couldn’t get outside fast enough.  We ran for the doors, and when we reached them, we kept on running.  Often with no direction or endpoint in mind.  We just ran and screamed and laughed maniacally, like little crazy people. After sitting at our desks all morning or afternoon, it felt amazing to run and let our bodies move so fully and freely.

You know what?  Running is the same as a grown up.  (Er, minus the screaming and laughing maniacally part.)  It feels so good to move.  Continue reading