Many many moons ago I was lean green fighting machine. In order to pass AIT training in Ft. Sam Houston TX I needed to complete a 7 mile run. I did so with ease. While my good friend St.Pierre would do the rain dance nightly in hopes the next day run would be canceled, I looked forward to it. It takes me back to a time when I had 0400 wake up calls. Where on a run you could only see silhouettes of trees. We would run before the sun could sting and the humidity could weigh you down. All of your worries disappeared and instead you concentrated on not stepping on the soldiers feet ahead of you. If you fell out of formation you would be later punished with added PT while the rest of us were showering and getting ready for breakfast. That may have been my motivation at first but I genuinely enjoyed it.
Years have gone by and I have since lost my desire to run. After many failed gym memberships, quirky injuries that make you give up and having babies, I've forgotten how enjoyable running can be. I've found new motivation. My ipod is full of fast paced dance music, the occasional AC/DC ( It's hard to NOT to run to highway to hell) and my favorite military Jody calls.
Another reason I've decided to give running another try is it gives me confidence. In my 20's I felt invincible. If someone needed to lift something heavy I was the one to call on. Now in my 30's I call for help changing the water cooler at work. Running gives me the reassurance that I'm not breakable. My body can still take a licken and keep on ticken.
Years have gone by and I have since lost my desire to run. After many failed gym memberships, quirky injuries that make you give up and having babies, I've forgotten how enjoyable running can be. I've found new motivation. My ipod is full of fast paced dance music, the occasional AC/DC ( It's hard to NOT to run to highway to hell) and my favorite military Jody calls.
Another reason I've decided to give running another try is it gives me confidence. In my 20's I felt invincible. If someone needed to lift something heavy I was the one to call on. Now in my 30's I call for help changing the water cooler at work. Running gives me the reassurance that I'm not breakable. My body can still take a licken and keep on ticken.
