When someone learns that I’m a runner, it’s often followed by “Who do you run with?” I disappoint when I respond that I run alone.
Why am I expected to be a social butterfly when I run? Running is one of the few things that is solely mine. It’s my effort that gets my feet pounding each day; it’s my dedication that pushes me to finish my long runs even when I’m exhausted; it’s my passion that gets me to sign up for my first marathon.
I view running as a solitary activity; however, as it turns out, I don’t really run alone.
I run with my hopes.
hopes for a fast pace
hopes for a stellar finish time on race day
hopes to succeed in both running and life
I run with my fears
fears that old injuries will return
fears that I’m not progressing as quickly as I’d like
fears that I will fail in both running and life
I run with my negative thoughts
You’re so much slower than yesterday.
You’re never going to be able to run a marathon.
I run with my positive thoughts
I love being out in the sun today.
I feel free.
I run with my worries
What am I going to do after graduation?
Am I going to make a good wife?
I run with my assurances
You can do this.
As long as you keep running, you’ll make it.
I run with my dreams
dreams of going faster
dreams of being better
I run with all of my thoughts, and there’s enough of them to make a whole race’s worth of running buddies. So, yes, I run with friends; you just can’t see them.