Falling out

"Falling out of love equates to losing faith that the person you're with can support your emotional needs."

~M~

It's sort of a deep quote.  I've got to tell you.  The day I heard it, my eyes opened wide and I thought, "Why am I only just now hearing this?"  It's too big a thought for this little blog...  and that's a story for another day.

I just keep thinking that it applies to running on some level.  Anytime I hear someone who says, "Oh, I used to run but...".

And if it doesn't exactly apply, maybe it should.  Maybe it's true of anything in life.  We have to believe that what we believed in once is worth working for...  It's just hard to recapture the love once the faith is gone.

Thus the reason I went for a recovery run this morning.  It was a date with my run.  I think dating is important, even when you've been with your Run for a while.

I was told by my Marathon Training Team coach that a recovery run should be so easy that it feels like your legs are getting stronger as you run, that they're filling up, rather than emptying or being depleted.  And you know, today's run was exactly that.  And if you're going on a date with your run, shouldn't you finish it with either a runner's high or the feeling that your legs are stronger?

The legs feel great.

                       The foot, not so much.  

But that's a post for another day.