My Year As A Runner, 2015
I haven't written much about exercise here at the blog over the second half of this year. And, here's the thing: I have no desire to write about it. I have nothing to prove anymore. I just want to do it. I just want to run.
Having said that, I realize that the mere fact that I am a runner is a huge step forward. It's progress, at least in terms of where I was when I first started trying to lose weight in 2014. At that time I'd never had dreamed that I'd get to where I am today. Especially not this soon.
At my worst I weighted 330 pounds. That's hard for me to believe now, because my day-to-day life is so different from how it was back then. Today I weigh about 170, and I don't even think about my weight anymore. Weight loss isn't my goal anymore, because my weight is healthy and stable. These days, when it comes to diet and activity, it's all about improving my performance. This is where I am today:
I ran nine races this year. I was the fastest adult in one 5K. I also won my age division in a couple of other races. I've learned this about running, and I think it applies to any kind of sport or active lifestyle: If you want to get good at it, you have to do it a lot. If you want to do it a lot, you have to love it. And if you want to love it, you have to get good at it. It's a three-stage cycle that repeats over and over again. And there is exactly one point of access to that cycle: Do it. Just get out there and do it. Now.
Next spring I will be running my first half-marathon. At this point, my longest formal race is a 10K. My longest solo run is eleven miles. Tomorrow I will do my weekly long run, and I hope to finally get my twelfth mile tomorrow. If not, I'll get it next week. Or the next.* I'll get it at some point, I can tell you that... because I'm in that three-stage cycle. Love it, do it, get good at it, repeat.
And I don't have a lot more to say about it.
But if a picture is worth a thousand words, here's nine-thousand words worth of pictures. Here is one picture from each of my races in 2015. What you are seeing in these pictures is a 46 year old dork who's happier than he's ever been.
*11/24/2015 ... as it turned out, I did get that twelfth mile today, and then some.