Sunday, November 21, 2010
Gadgets & "devices"
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Winter running
Running in the winter
here in Minnesota is often a challenge. You are often running in the dark, plus
the weather is cold, and the footing can be terrible. This past Saturday, we
experienced our first major snowfall. The paths had not been plowed and the
wind was strong with a wet snow blowing in our faces. We were moaning and
groaning, (and rightfully so), but as we continued, the conversation lightened
up and we commented on how beautiful the wet snow was on the trees and how it
would be great to have the wind at our back once we reached the top of the
lake. This is an important lesson for the winter and even the rest of the year:
you will always feel better about the conditions and how you feel about the run
after you have warmed up for the first mile. It also reminded me of a life
lesson that took place in college.
I was taking an art class and came in on Saturday to work on a project. I passed the studio of one of my professors and saw that he was chipping away at a block of marble. I paused and said hello, and he invited me in. I could see the basic shape of the sculpture emerging, and I asked him how he brought himself to work on such a lovely autumn day and how he had the discipline to chip away for hours on end? His answer was very simple: "I just start".
I was taking an art class and came in on Saturday to work on a project. I passed the studio of one of my professors and saw that he was chipping away at a block of marble. I paused and said hello, and he invited me in. I could see the basic shape of the sculpture emerging, and I asked him how he brought himself to work on such a lovely autumn day and how he had the discipline to chip away for hours on end? His answer was very simple: "I just start".
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Why we run?
I am always amused by
people who know that I run marathons but come up to me at a party and say
"gee, I'd love to do a marathon, but I hate to run". I always
suggest that they concentrate on some exercise that they enjoy, and they
usually walk away with a puzzled look. I have always loved to run, even as
a child I would run up and down hills while my family prepared a picnic. In
college, I frequently ran between classes. Not because I had to, but
through the sheer joy that I found in running. This all made me think
about why running is fun for me. Is it because I see it as a form of play? Or
perhaps it is the discoveries that one makes while running? The smells of
bakeries and coffee shops as one runs through an unfamiliar city? Or the
sunrises, the fog over a lake, the crispness in the air as the seasons change,
during the runs around a route that one has done countless times
before? There is also a happiness that I get from running with friends.
Most of my closest friends were developed from running, whether it was training
for a marathon, or meeting at 6:00 AM to run two lakes and discuss everything
from our daily life to politics or our take on a new restaurant.
But I also like to run alone. It gives me a chance to think about a
variety of things and sometimes just to daydream. I sometimes find that
I'll start laughing about something while I'm running and I can sense people
saying to themselves: "he's like a silly child". They are right,
.........that's why I run.
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