Note: I'm throwing my hat into the A-Z Blogging challenge sponsored by Tossing it out! What you will be reading via the letters A-Z will give you a glimpse into my world and what I do when I'm not here - blogging.
I’m a runner.
What does it take to be a runner?
Lace up some running shoes and go.
I’m not really sure if I buy into the concept that you have to 'achieve' a certain something before calling yourself a runner.
I have taken running clinics. I think this is an important first step if you’ve never run more than to the 'bus stop’ or to the ‘corner store’. (which no one does anymore - we drive everywhere, remember)
Everyone can benefit from some instruction and advice when it comes to any activity, even running.
But who stamps us with the official ‘now you are a runner and can call yourself a runner’ seal of approval? (same goes for writing...who determines when you are ‘officially' a writer?)
I have never entered an ‘official’ race of any kind - not for organized causes nor for prestige or even to qualify for the Boston Marathon.
Well, because I don’t want to. (also I have an issue with crowds - get that from Dad)
I run for me.
After I post this, I’m lacing up my running shoes and going for a nice five mile run. I run at about a nine to nine and a half minute mile - not slow and certainly not fast - just right for me.
My running realities are not about competing with you they are about competing with myself. I strive to win but it is only a true win if I can conquer my own weaknesses.
Am I a runner? Yes.
Who decided? I did.
Is your reality (running or otherwise) determined by you? Or do you let others stamp you with their seal of approval?