Born To Run... Am I?

Born To Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen by Christopher McDougall.

It all started with a McDougall's question of why his foot hurt. His answer took him to search for a hidden tribe called the Tarahumara (spanish pronunciation). They are the world's greatest long distance runners. When I say long distance runners, I mean 50 miles plus. They run for hours and love every second of it. During the story you take all these side trips learning about ultraracing, barefoot running, the evolution of humans, the pure joy of running and the terror known as the modern shoe. It's such a cool book.

In one section of the book they talk about how running has changed from pure recreation to a way to stay fit, a means to an end. When it is seen in that light it is a trial. You blast your iPod trying to distract yourself. I do this all the time. I used to love to run. Running was fun. I liked running in my neighborhood, on the soccer field, on the track, wherever. My mind would drift and I would find myself thinking about other things rather than concentrating on the burning of my muscles. It was totally liberating. I think that all ended after my freshman year in high school. After a few years of rebelling, I tried to get back into my running groove. But it seemed to have changed. I didn't run for running's sake. I ran to get skinny. Lose weight. Reading this book made me miss my days of real running.

So I have made a goal: I am going to run again. I imagine that my goal will have the product the book's author had; incredible 180 in running ability, desire and love. But my imagination tends to get a little wild at times and I think this is one of those. I am still going to try.

For anyone looking for a good book to read I recommend this one. So good.