Another half marathon is over, and there is one more to go or so I say to myself, whilst I continue to search for half marathons on Thanksgiving Day and Christmas Day. I hear you asking yourself, why would someone want to run on holidays ? To be honest I don’t even have an answer to that or maybe the truth is I don’t want to accept why I want to do that.
Despite my dislike of the cold weather, I survived running 13.1 miles on a cold windy day, where the temperature was 50 F at 5 am. Waking up at 4.30 am to catch a shuttle to the start line, stand around till 7 am for the race to begin, running up a steep bridge would be what some would call punishment and yes it probably is. But here I was doing all of it and more and enjoying it, that I want to run on my birthday, I want to run on thanksgiving and I want to run on Christmas day too.
In my defense, I think I am choosing to run during this time as a way to distract me from thinking too much about the holidays and family and friends I miss very much.
In case I have not mentioned it before, the holidays are my least favorite time of the year. The time I miss my family who lives on the other side of the world so much. I try to live in a bubble where holidays don’t exist and just wait anxiously for it to be over. It is hard to do it though, considering all I hear is Christmas music and it is impossible to step into a store without Christmas spirit being rubbed in your face.
This year I decided why not find some sort of run and at least do something that will make me somewhat happy. I say ‘somewhat, because the running part will be ok, it is standing in the cold before and after part which I won’t enjoy. But I still want to do it. My usual running partner will be out-of-town visiting family, however, despite that I decided I need to do this just for myself.
Sometimes even I don’t understand how running became such a huge part of my life and why I use it as a escapism, considering I am no athlete. But then again why spend my time the mundane details of why, after all the important thing is I do enjoy it and keeps my sanity intact (some friends might beg to differ) so I suppose till something in me snaps, I will keep running, till I can run no more.