2 and a half months on and I’m beginning to regret my decision.
The past week i have met with a few old friends. The conversation goes like this every time, them: “how’s running going?” Me: “I don’t run anymore, I just couldn’t find that hunger to run well.” Them: “I can’t believe that. You were so determined/dedicated/talented.” Me: “ughhhh.”
Maybe they are right.
I don’t know. Yes there is element of truth. Yes I do miss it. But there is more to me than that. What I do really miss though is the constant gratification that you get from running. Good races and bad races both make you feel really really alive. You have something tangible to respond to.
university is great. We have mocks, we get markers of where we are, but the adrenaline rush isn’t there. I find myself feeling bored.
So, I’ve decided to set myself a goal. Potentially a sporting goal. It needs to be something that will challenge me physically and mentally. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know!