Some people run to be well, some for a cure, or some for a medal. I train to race, but recognize the triumphs many others can achieve without a piece of $2 steel dangling from a ribbon hung around their neck. But, me? I run to get faster and keep going until Mother Nature, or life, slows my roll.
I think one of the most difficult, yet simple questions, like much of our sport, asks what gets you out the door to punish your body?
I run for a team.
Last fall we were going for our 3rd straight national championship. That day still haunts me as underdog St. Olaf College stole the trophy from us by 2 measly points. I train to avenge that loss. Not just for myself, instead to provide some odd sense of closure; for those graduating seniors who will not get the chance at redemption.
So before I get too off track, I want you to ask what makes you run?
That single motivating force is often enough to get out the door and bust your hump. However, without it, running seems more like a chore, something to get out of the way, rather than enjoyed.
Photo courtesy of Loraine Klein:
Photo courtesy of Loraine Klein:

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