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A Beginner Runner’s Journal

A Beginner Runner’s Journal
Jeremy Anderberg

It happened quite suddenly, really.

I was sitting in my lovely home office doing some work in the middle of the afternoon. It hit me, much like the urge for an ice-cold Pepsi too often does. Except this urge was to be outside and to get my heart pumping. Trust me, it was a foreign feeling. I didn’t quite know what to do with it at first.

I’m not overweight (yet), but I could be soon enough if I don’t do something. So I started doing something. On that day, a fairly cold one, I put on sweatpants (did you know their original intended use was for workouts?), a long shirt, a stocking cap, my sneakers, and a pair of headphones. I had not been running in…well…ever. My physical exercise up to this point in my life had been through various other sports: tennis, ultimate frisbee, football, backyard basketball, etc. The reason running had never crossed my mind was mostly intimidation. You always hear people talk about their marathons, not their days starting out when they (hopefully) struggled through a few miles.

On this day, however, a few weeks ago, I completely ignored that intimidation. I went outside and I just started.

Now let’s be honest for a minute, when we say running, we mostly mean jogging. There’s a difference to me. I feel silly saying “I went for a run” when there was no actual running involved. Maybe a light gallop, but no running. So I jogged for maybe half a mile. I got tired and walked a couple blocks. Then I jogged for a few blocks. Then I got tired and walked a few more. And so on and so on until I ended up back home after about 2.5 miles. I honestly don’t know how long it took me.

And then I went out the next day, too. I suppose it was about the same distance, and again, I have no idea how long it took.

I’ve gone jogging most days since that first time, and I’ve come to enjoy it (mostly). My endurance levels have skyrocketed in a very short amount of time, and although it’s not much, I can pretty easily go 2 miles and only walk a couple blocks of it. There’s nothing like getting your heart pumping outside on a beautiful day (or even a crummy one, for that matter — I’ve had a jog or two in the snow and wind).

I’ve discovered that it’s okay to walk.
I’ve discovered that it’s okay to start slow.
I’ve discovered that I can push myself much more than I originally thought.
I’ve discovered that jogging can in fact be at least somewhat enjoyable.
I’ve discovered that dubstep violin is awesome jogging music.
I’ve discovered that I can improve my health and my fitness with 30-45 minutes a day, and it’s well worth it.

I can’t imagine ever having the desire to run a marathon, but I’m not one to say never. I’m not in it for competitions, or even measuring my times and distances (I have yet to do so). I’m in it for the sake of being out in nature in this beautiful world we live in, I’m in it to improve myself physically, and I’m in it to prove that it’s my choice whether I’m lazy or not.

Here’s to #winning the mental battle, even in baby steps that amount to somewhere between 2-3 miles a day.

Comments

  1. I disagree – there are slow runs, there are fast runs, but unless it’s 1982, it is not jogging.

    But kudos for doing something new! I love running for the alone time and thinking time it gives me – I rarely wear headphones for that reason. There’s nothing like a nice long run first thing in the morning.

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