Running...lately

I think me and dad have officially found a marathon to run... SBS Marathon in Christchurch, New Zealand. It is supposed to be one of the fastest courses on earth and beautiful, as it is next to a large mountain range and lake. I have spoken to one of my teachers who is a runner and he ran the half marathon there. He said the only hard part was that it was really cold, but the race itself is really really good.

What this marathon means now is that I have motivation to run. The past weeks, if I haven't been completely worn out by school or sports (or been in Cambodia), I have been up to run with dad early. All of which have been good. I can't remember a run, that wasn't a long run, that hasn't been unbearable or even "bad." All have been really good... even the short runs by myself.

The Friday I got back from Cambodia, not even an hour after I got home I was out the door again running in the rain. It was probably one of the most memorable runs I will ever have because, for one, I found a stride within me that I had never found before. It wasn't a fast stride and definitely not a slow one, but one that fits me... perfectly. I loved it, to say the least. Next was that simply, it was a run in the rain. If it is raining, I could run the circumference of the world... and then again. It gives me this special hype and seems to give me energy instead of take it away. My love for rain is unexplainable...

All I am trying to say about running is simply that I now have motivation, so waking up in the morning with the knowledge that I am close to running a marathon on the other side of the world that I am used to, is just amazing. And next is just that I have found a good groove, so when things start to settle down, like at Christmas, I will pick it all up and run whatever my body wants to take, which I like the thought of.