In the past my ancestors ran to get away from tigers, and to catch pigs. I ran to win races and for buses, and then to catch girls and be first at the buffet. I don’t go for all this spiritual exercise stuff so it leaves me cold and even more cynical..
I really wanted to like that but I didnt, I guess I dont run for those reasons.
Ive just always liked running, always been ok at it.
Quite like the vid though, Thats more me, running to the Hills.
I like racing, pushing myself harder and seeing whats possible for me. How fast, how far, how long can i go.. And even though I’m only a good club runner, the praise from peers is nice. IMHO
It transcribes to cycling very well for me, especially my relationship with food. I am currently on a self imposed Pizza ban. No Pizza until I hit 94kg. Then Pizza, and wine. Until then, more riding and the occasional bit of fasting, but mostly riding cos goddamnit its just more fun.
I don’t run because I can’t very well. And I can’t run very because I don’t run.