One avenue of inspiration for my stories and songs comes directly from the ignorant and "adventurous" things I've done and the situations I have gotten myself into.
One of those random memories was when I started running as a young adult. I wasn't a runner and had never ran more than a mile before, but I went out and pulled a Forrest Gump. One warm summer day when I was about 19, I put on a tank top and my short '80s shorts and just took off running. I didn't have a plan and figured I would just run until I felt like coming back. I ended up on the other side of town. So, I lived in the Marietta area and ended up by Fred Meyer on Lakeway... not taking a very direct route. I got there and was amazed at how far I had gone and thought, "well, I think I will just go home now."
I should have stopped some places along the way and got some water as I was quite dehydrated by the time I got home. I felt like I was going to die for the next couple of days. I could hardly even walk. But then, rather than giving up and wasting that newfound impetus, I went ahead and ran again a couple days later. I was sore, but pushed right through the pain. I became a runner. I wasn't fast. I was never fast. It wasn't about being fast though, it was about the accomplishment and the experience. I am not built like a runner because I have a long torso and short bow-legs. Three weeks after my initial run (which I later calculated to be between 17-20 miles), I ran my first (and only) half-marathon. I was far from first place, but I wasn't close to last place either. I think I was somewhere in-between. There was a physical and mental transformation that happened in my life at that time. It was indescribable and can only be understood by someone who has actually experienced it. I felt energized, physically and mentally and I felt a tremendous boost in confidence. After that, I felt driven to go out and run and go on long-distance bike rides.
Several years later, I got married and my habits started to suddenly take a turn towards a sedentary lifestyle. I gained some weight and lost the drive to be physically active. It wasn't until I was over 40 when I actually had the desire to lose weight and become physically active again. For many years, I thought it would be impossible to run, not yet sprint, ever again. I didn't do the Forrest Gump thing like I did when I was nineteen. I probably would have died - for real this time. I worked up to it. I started running around our block, which is about .7 miles. My first actual run was 3.5 miles. It was excruciating and it would have been easy to quit and never try again, but once again (as I did when I was in my prime), I pushed right through the pain. I gradually increased my distance through the course of the next several months. At the end of our driveway, I kept water, Gatorade and a notepad. I would alternate water and Gatorade on my laps and I kept tally marks in my notepad and wrote down notes as I was inspired to.
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Well-worn running shoes |
One day, I decided I wanted a little more freedom. I was ready for it. I learned from my mistakes though, knowing that I needed to stay hydrated. I also bought some higher quality running shoes and running socks to prevent blisters and injury. That made a huge difference. I got a hydration pack and I brought my notepad with me as well as a cellphone and a few other items. Even though it was a bit uncomfortable and hard to get used to, my hydration pack was my key to freedom. I got to a point where I felt I could run ANYWHERE... literally. My excursions would take me around the neighborhood and across town. I got into the habit of running a minimum of three times a week and cycling, hiking or walking on my "off" days. I never entered any official races. I never felt like I needed to compete or that I needed a trophy for validation. This was/is a personal journey and isn't about winning. My weekly runs would be short-long-short. So in the best times, I would go 5-7 miles, then 10-16 miles and then back to 5-7 miles again. Sometimes I would go farther and sometimes I would do shorter runs but anything less than 4 miles wasn't worth suiting up for. I kept this up for about ten years and my distances kept increasing and my adventures were increasingly challenging.
A few years ago, I injured my back. It has been a struggle because I feel like something precious has been taken from me. I still run, but anything over 5-6 miles is problematic because I have limited feeling in my right leg and I start to to stumble. I usually run about 4 miles. I am hoping that someday I will fully recover, but in the meantime I don't plan on giving up. Chronic pain is a horrible thing, but when you allow the pain to dictate your activities and ruin your life, you relinquish that which is most valuable to you.
Numerous people have come up to me and thanked me for being an inspiration because they see me out running in all kinds of conditions. I am honored to be that inspiration and I am honored to have been part of what has given them the motivation to be more active in their lives and to choose a healthy lifestyle. I don't do this for the attention or to be some kind of hero though. I have discovered that sustained physical activity provides me with health - physically, mentally, emotionally and even spiritually. I have come to the point where most of my inspiring thoughts come to me while I am running or during other physically demanding activities.
So, for my friends who for some reason feel like I am a source of inspiration, my advice is to start... and never give up. You don't have go to out and run a marathon, but there are other physical activities you can do to take care of your body and mind. If you think maybe you are too old or too far gone, maybe you're wrong. I was wrong. In my 40s, I thought I could never get that back again, but within a few months of sweat, pain and blisters, I was running distances I never believed I could ever do again. I was back on my bicycle again too! Any day that I am reluctant to go out because I don't feel like it or the weather is not ideal, I always think about how much better I feel after I come home. For someone who is physically fit, that's the way it is though. Your physical exercise IS your medicine.