Next week, I hopefully try to help two people develop a love for running. I'm really anxious about this, because every time I think about convincing someone to take up running, I hope for them that they're in it for the long haul. I hope that they develop the love that I do for the activity.
I'm agonizing (well, not really, but it sounds good. Maybe mildly stressing) over which direction to start them in - with a Couch-to-5K plan, or how I do it - run two miles a day, until it's comfortable, and then incrementally increase distance, repeat. (10% (ish) rule), until they reach a goal "normal" distance.
For these two friends, I think I'm going to recommend C25K, only because one is trying to lose weight by September, and the other wants to get in shape, but is so so so busy all of the time.
I hope hope hope that they give it a chance and get to the point that the act of being out and running is what they love. Being outdoors, and the feeling of being ABLE to run. The feeling of moving their body in the environment, and being capable of doing what they're doing. The feeling of being tired from exertion. The feeling after an all-day hike. The feeling after a hard bike ride. All of that - that feeling is like a drug. Seeking it out, because it makes happiness.
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