We’re bombarded with an uncountable amount of options to entertain and occupy us. How does one choose? We can, with ease, become fickle, at the whim of trends and easily arrested by the newest gadget, work-out fad or virtual gaming experience.
After much pain and many miles, I’ve found and activity to occupy my leisure time which I can take anywhere and engage in until my knees go bad. I eased myself into running after a few years of the sedentary thrills of college – movie watching, online chatting, late night munching, etc. It hurt at first, but now I love it! My running shoes go where I go. In the grand scheme of things, they’re not that expensive. They help me release bad energy, meditate on the day, flood my system with euphoric endorphins, and give my heart a healthy dose of exercise. How can one go wrong?
When my feet hit the pavement, kick up the gravel, or dodge a tree root on a trail, a thrill pulses through my psyche that I have never achieved with any other activity—save for maybe a Halloween haunted house. I can run alone for repose, I can run with a friend for camaraderie, or I can run for competition in a road race. The variables continue, and the activity never bores me. Although by running I don’t immunize myself from marketing ploys, there still seems a measure of purity in the activity that I don’t feel when I watch a marathon of “Keeping Up with the Kardashians”. I’ll thus love to run ‘til I can run no more.
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