Just do it! there’s not limit, power is on you
Just do it!
Yes, I know, it is the Slogan of a famous brand, however I try to make it mine all the time, what do I mean with it? we don’t know our limits, and they are even higher than we think, suffering is that word that we hate, we don’t like it, it is hard, and the most of the times we try to avoid it and going to the simple and easy way.
One of the most wonderful things of the ones who love running is that we are able to suffer, our enemies are in everywhere, hot, cold or rainy weather, those never ending paths going up the hill, tiredness, pain in our legs, knees, feet, so what the hells are we doing?
It doesn’t mean we love suffering, but we know that fighting against it, the final award is better, I can remember when I started to run, I was only able to run 2 kms, yes only 2, suffering was high, I was not used to it, but then I realized it costs me, it is not easy, but in the other hand… nothing is impossible.
Last week I dedicated it to do some “extreme” run, I don’t explain it at all to everybody, but people say I’m crazy, I don’t care.
I compare this workout as a roller coaster, it starts suffering going up the hill for more than 5 kilometers, but then the show starts, a full sequence of loopings, fast run crossing the forest, jumps, head down and body movements avoiding branches, a fast curve with the cliff at my side, then up again, fast, fast, show must go on, down again, poisonous plants in front of you and jump, jump, I feel some scratches on my legs, I can’t stop I’m going down, I’m not sure where I’m stepping , my eyes move all around, my mind works faster than my legs, have to control everything, where I’m stepping and where I’m going to do the next step, my God! path is finished, turn left between those plants, jump!, remember the brambles around, I am in the dark and wet side of the mountain, where the sun never arrives, still going down and a huge puddle appears, what to do? a miracle! a perfect size stone is just in the middle, while my mind is controlling those steps before crossing the puddle, my eyes are looking ahead, but can’t see anything so I wish my self good luck! a perfect long jump and yes! right foot over the rock and then again another long step, ooppsss! I saved the puddle, but I’m in blank I have not more information about the next step, full adrenaline and…. I’m lucky again it was clear and run up, up and up, it costs me to breathe but the top of the path is near, I arrive, and from then a very long and soft path down starts, I can breath properly, my heart is recovering and then I enjoy landscapes thinking of all those ” frantic loopings”.
I’m 7 kms from home and it looks like a paradise, no cars, noise or pollution, can’t believe it can be found so near home, and it “just” costed me a huge and forgotten effort, now I just can remember those wonderful feelings.
Then at home I have a look to the mountain and say…… I was just in that place!! can’t believe it!! so high! so far!
BUT I DID IT, JUST DO IT!!