I was asked a very innocent and nonchalant question the other day. The question was produced by a little small talk but in reality it was a deep question. The answer to this question has many parts or layers and many different but viable responses. I realized that the response that I would give is dependent upon time.
I wasn’t always a runner or a fan of running. I label the
younger or adolescent version of myself as the stereotypical fat or chubby kid.
I dreaded the mile run for gym class in elementary school and one day I even
faked sick so I could stay at home and not participate in the perceived
torture.
I definitely was a stereotypical fat kid. |
I didn’t get into running until my sophomore year of college
when I worked with cross country and track athletes during my second clinical
rotation as an athletic training student. My interests in endurance sports had
begun to develop as I had taken up cycling as a recreational and fitness hobby
before the start of college. I would assist my preceptor in evaluating and
treating these athletes and would be amazed at the durations of their runs. I
was shocked but inspired at the same time that people could run for 60-90-120
minutes without struggle and do it several times a week.