A couple years ago while serving as an Agriculture volunteer in the Peace Corps in Panama, I was out on a regular morning run through one of the "soccer fields" (aka area without trees and temporarily without cars full of potholes but with two bamboo goals and relatively low grass) in my community, when all of a sudden I felt a snap in my right foot and the pain instantly brought me to the floor. I was nervous to even unlace my shoe for fear that I would find my foot broken in half.
The experience was one I will never forget. Not only did it take Peace Corps Nurse 2 1/2 hours to get to me from the PC headquarters, but the entire day felt just out of a SITCOM.
But back to my injury: When I finally arrived at the hospital in Panama City, and confirmed that the excruciating pain I was feeling was in fact due to a fracture in my arch and not an over dramatic/low-pain tolerance cry for attention....that's when the fun really started. Doctors and nurses asked me HOW THIS HAD HAPPEND. As I spoke, they huddled around, inching closer and closer like toddlers at a library story-time or groupies around basketball players. They got a kick out of the fact that I had sustained my injury from RUNNING....not running from anything or anyone, not running somewhere specific, and not even with a soccer ball (on the soccer field). They rolled their eyes, snickered, grunted, and some straight up laughed in my face. As they walked away, I could hear them mumble under their breath-- "crazy Americans" (as if I wasn't 2 feet away on the stretcher). They didn't get it.
Running as a sport, for exercise, for fun, and even more so as a social activity is relatively new in some places. But even here, in this FIRST WORLD country we live in, there are many people that still find it CRAZY and have a hard time wrapping their head around the sport.
The experience was one I will never forget. Not only did it take Peace Corps Nurse 2 1/2 hours to get to me from the PC headquarters, but the entire day felt just out of a SITCOM.
But back to my injury: When I finally arrived at the hospital in Panama City, and confirmed that the excruciating pain I was feeling was in fact due to a fracture in my arch and not an over dramatic/low-pain tolerance cry for attention....that's when the fun really started. Doctors and nurses asked me HOW THIS HAD HAPPEND. As I spoke, they huddled around, inching closer and closer like toddlers at a library story-time or groupies around basketball players. They got a kick out of the fact that I had sustained my injury from RUNNING....not running from anything or anyone, not running somewhere specific, and not even with a soccer ball (on the soccer field). They rolled their eyes, snickered, grunted, and some straight up laughed in my face. As they walked away, I could hear them mumble under their breath-- "crazy Americans" (as if I wasn't 2 feet away on the stretcher). They didn't get it.
Running as a sport, for exercise, for fun, and even more so as a social activity is relatively new in some places. But even here, in this FIRST WORLD country we live in, there are many people that still find it CRAZY and have a hard time wrapping their head around the sport.
The other day, when a friend of mine posted the picture below on Instagram, it got me thinking. The picture read: "Sometimes you can't explain what you see in a person, it's just
the way they take you to a place where no one else can." At that moment I realized that at one point or another we have all fallen in love, reeeeaaaaallllyyy liked someone, or been completely infactuated with another person. At those times, we may have been at a loss when our friends asked us WHY HIM (or Her)? Though we may have tried to put together a "good" list to justify our reasoning, our attraction, or emotions---sometimes we were just unable. We just knew it felt right.
the way they take you to a place where no one else can." At that moment I realized that at one point or another we have all fallen in love, reeeeaaaaallllyyy liked someone, or been completely infactuated with another person. At those times, we may have been at a loss when our friends asked us WHY HIM (or Her)? Though we may have tried to put together a "good" list to justify our reasoning, our attraction, or emotions---sometimes we were just unable. We just knew it felt right.
 | "Sometimes you can't explain what it is about running, it's just the way it can take you to a place where nothing else can." |
At the risk of soundy cheesy, I can say the same applies to running: Sometimes you can't explain what it is about running, it's just the way it can take you to a place where nothing else can. Now I'd be lying if I said every run I did, I felt head over heels for the sport, because some days are just downright hard, but overall, when I'm running I feel that I'm doing exactly what I'm meant to be doing. As runners we find reasons to lace our shoes back up time and time and time again for weeks, months, and years because of that PLACE that running allows us to get to. A place that only each individual runner knows about, understands, and most of the time can't explain. And just like when you are in love, it doesn't matter if the people around you get it or not, think you are crazy, snicker, laugh, or question you......as long as it makes sense to you, feels right to you--- THAT'S ALL THAT REALLY MATTERS!
| But we all have to admit, it's a lot nicer when our friends and family support our heart's choices, and when they understand our passions. This weekend was a quintessential example. I participated in the Escape to Miami Triathlon, I was happy to be surrounded by friends who are as crazy as me, (some even crazier) who I don't have any explaining to do to, who weren't running from anyone--well maybe if they didn't want to get caught by someone specifically ;)--and even kept circling around to the same area 3 times (without being judged), who were all there because they know about that PLACE I'm talking about...that place that FEELS SO RIGHT! |  That moment when all the pain you felt disappears, you forget about the blood pooling in your shoes from the blisters you just got, you take a deep breath and smile cause you crossed the finish...one race stronger, one day healthier, and feeling weak but more alive than ever....that's what this picture captured. Photographer: Andres Hernandez Photo assistant: Jose Luis Navas |
- Happy Running
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