I have always found long runs very cathartic. Over the years of solo long runs and hence long hours of thinking :
- I've changed cars (2005) from my Toyota to Nissan Sunny
- decided to end a friendship with a person who was a leech (2005 and amazingly, I forgave/forgot and re-learnt this lesson in 2010). Guess it is true : a leopard never changes its spots.
- psyched myself through the most difficult years of my life (2005-2006)
- talked myself through job changes, work problems, emotional problems...
- admired and loved Taiwan during my jogs in very different scenic conditions there
So yesterday when a friend asked me what goes through my head during the long runs, I had no answer for once!
Ironically 2012, I clocked a record number of hours in terms of training/racing mileage, yet most of it are not solo runs. I have been blessed with running kakis (in plural). We LSD together, go to races together. It's been a little support group that I truly appreciate.
These days, I chit chat or listen to music over the runs. No real logical thinking happens anymore.
Is this a good or bad thing? Good, I would say.
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