Last week I decided to make my running interesting. My wife and I usually run on the road, but I have gotten really bored in doing so. I do a lot of reading about Ultra Runner and tribes, such as the Tarahumara Indians from Mexico and the Kalahari Bushmen from Africa, who survive by running. They fascinate me so much in that they give me a new appreciation of the sport. Not running for sport or pleasure, but running to live.
This has been my love/ hate relationship with running. At times I can run and be in absolute heaven. Then there are the times that I wish that I didn't even attempt a run. Especially when the little injuries pop out of nowhere, or the injuries that have haunted me for years.
The run on the trails last week and this week have given me that love that the Tarahumara and Bushmen have. Granted, both tribes run for hunting purposes (Persistence Hunting). Well, the Tarahumara also run for sport. They race using 2 wooden balls and play for miles and days on end. My hope is to keep this passion going so that I can begin a legacy for our kids to enjoy. Not to just enjoy but to know that there are many lessons in running. This I will expand on with the next blog post. Until then, happy running.
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