Running from the outside world

Well I am sorry I have not written for a few days its been a struggle .

 

I came down with a pinched nerve which  made me redundant for a few days , the idea of not running for 10 days was not a good one ,  You know we often as runners take our gift for granted .

We prance around in our under sized lycra and skimpy singlets with our man bras and ever so tight Active wear , in our active wear .. ok ok .. in our Active wear .  We give our selves high fives because we look at our selves as special and while most of that is true , We sometimes fail to see the world of non runners perceives us .

Often non runners don’t even recognise us as humans but mere shadows hence the often unwitting events of running in to them at times thinking

” Didn’t they see me . they should have seen me !!! “

Sometimes we expect that because we are runners people should just step aside as a runner this week , I have had to step aside for some runner who though He owned the suburb where I live and no bastard was going to be on that footpath .

I have also observed the fitness group YAY !! team syndrome as a  runner not able to run and thought Jesus are they flirting with me to say

” Hey look at me I ma a goddess check out my hot calves thighs and suck my breath in and hold for 20 Butt !!! “

The air of expectation at Coffee shops where they constantly use the words PB , lap time , Garmin and brag about how long they ran or how far they ran as if the need to be over heard was so great that they  would suffocate or self explode if no one heard them.

I thought ,Shit Gary you do those things.  OMG your are one of them . !!

Like a zombie in Walking Dead … thirsting for its next high eating the oxygen of the next poor victim .. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

However I regained consciousness and realised why I run . I run to help me feel better about myself .  I run because it helps me face the day . I run because I care about my well being and I run because it is my medication of  choice for my ever relenting demons in side my head ..

I ma not one of those pavement huggers , I am  a more humble version . I wave to other runners as I pass them , I smile at non runners in the park and even say hi …  When I do my coffee runs I am in awe of runners who are even a second or two faster than me ,,

I ma better now and last night I ran in ho humid weather around the harbour , I thought about those less fortunate than me who cannot run or even walk due to their own situations in life , I thought about those with mentally  unstable moods so bad they are confined indoors and cannot get out very  often  .  I thought about my friends who wish they could run but do not have to time .

So I guess not running for a week has ma be given me a chance to inwardly reflect about what it is to be a runner .

Don’t take your gift for granted …. Appreciate and respect it and be mindful of those who may never experience the joys of happy pain …

 

happy trails and happy running

Darbz

Gary Darbyshire

darbz1405@gmail.com