This was good to hear. My start from running was being in track and cross country in high school. I was the slowest person on varsity and on the relay team. It can be hard to get out of that mindset that being runner has to mean meeting X goal and to accept that I'll never be the fastest runner. But that doesn't need to be my goal.
I'm happy to see there's such a growing push to make exercise less performance oriented and goal focused. Hopefully this will trickle down to school sports.
These are words to live by and thank you. I volunteer a lot at races with my running club and it’s always interesting to watch the faces of people who are finished and getting their medals - some of the fastest are often upset because their predicted time wasn’t a reality. As the times decrease you start to see the real joy - people who just went and did the best they could and were so proud. First timers. Older runners. Unfit runners. I live for those people, just as much as hundreds of people clapped me on as I finished my Berlin Marathon last fall - squarely in the middle of the pack, slow as hell and totally proud of myself.
This was good to hear. My start from running was being in track and cross country in high school. I was the slowest person on varsity and on the relay team. It can be hard to get out of that mindset that being runner has to mean meeting X goal and to accept that I'll never be the fastest runner. But that doesn't need to be my goal.
I'm happy to see there's such a growing push to make exercise less performance oriented and goal focused. Hopefully this will trickle down to school sports.
These are words to live by and thank you. I volunteer a lot at races with my running club and it’s always interesting to watch the faces of people who are finished and getting their medals - some of the fastest are often upset because their predicted time wasn’t a reality. As the times decrease you start to see the real joy - people who just went and did the best they could and were so proud. First timers. Older runners. Unfit runners. I live for those people, just as much as hundreds of people clapped me on as I finished my Berlin Marathon last fall - squarely in the middle of the pack, slow as hell and totally proud of myself.