Runn"I"ng

I get this question usually from my mom and some of my friends who look at my six day running addiction ( the seventh day is beer addiction !!! ) --- " Why would any sane person subject themselves to the kind of torture which runners seek out? ".

Frankly, I find a sizable amount of the population considering runners as eccentric but there is also a considerable portion who mock and throw insults at runners. I just block the insults thinking to myself that these people possibly are too cowardly or lazy to even attempt or think about the distance.

I am not a great runner and I will never run for glory, the prize money or the recognition. However, I run because I love to run. I run because I get to experience the solitude...it helps me think, introspect and evaluate the course of my life. Running gives me an escape that no holiday can provide and provides me with the feeling of detachment from the rest of the world. But, more than anything, I run because I love running.

I enjoy long distance road running more than the treadmill running. For me, long distance running is about reaching that wall where you feel like you cannot go any further but forcing yourself to go on. Its the feeling of success when you push through the pain barrier and do better/go faster/go further than yesterday.