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On Running
It's so beautifully simple. One foot quickly in front of the other. There is no other sport that is so natural, raw, pure. No balls, helmets, pads, sticks, nets, goals. There are no points and winning isn't as easily as defined as a final score. A couch to 5k runner, in their mind, accomplishes just as much as a Bolt, Webb or Hall. In no other sport do the elites run in the same event at the same time as the most lowly and slow of participants. A bicycle commuter doesn't ride with Armstrong and Schleck, a high school football team doesn't play against the Cowboys but a woman who is struggling to lose weight and has been training for a 5k for 12 weeks lines up on the same start line, waiting for the same gun as the best runners in the world. In no other professional sporting event can a world record be broken and the last competitor crosses the finish line 9 or 10 hours later. If that were the case I'd like to be in the pool next to Phelps in London next year.
Running means different things to different people. It's both exercise and a lifestyle. Swimming and cycling are the same but other than that there are very few sports that are so accessible to so many. Running is also solitary. Sure we run in groups and it can be social but no one is moving my foot one in front of the other. No one is pushing me forward. There is no team in running.
And I like it.
Running means different things to different people. It's both exercise and a lifestyle. Swimming and cycling are the same but other than that there are very few sports that are so accessible to so many. Running is also solitary. Sure we run in groups and it can be social but no one is moving my foot one in front of the other. No one is pushing me forward. There is no team in running.
And I like it.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
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