Sometimes it seems as if the whole running world is training for something.
A 5K, a 10 miler or even a marathon. When I read running blogs there’s a lot of talk about races run, and races that wĂll be run.
And then there’s me. I don’t race. I run because I like the peace and quiet, and racing doesn’t seem to be particular peaceful and quiet to me. Although I can most certainly understand the appeal of having a race as a goal, something to ‘run’ towards, I don’t like having a race on my already busy calender.
I don’t wĂĄnt to have to be somewhere at a certain date, at a certain point in time. As a mom of five childeren, I get enough of that already. I want to keep running separate from all that.
I want running to be something that offers freedom, a brief moment of getting away from it all.
I am a runner without a race.
