May 23, 2012 0
When “R&R” means “Running & Races”
What do aggravated IT bands, sore quads, shin splints and black toenails all have in common? I’ve had all of them thanks to my love for running.
I often wonder why I put myself through such torture during my endless training periods before a race and am always reminded of the answer when I finish: I run because I am in control and no one else is dependent on me for a “win.”
I have logged over 800 miles this past year and only 130 of those miles are race miles. I’ve been running for about two-and-a-half years and when I signed up for my first race, the Marine Corps Historic Half marathon, I had no clue that I would love it so much. As a matter of fact, it was supposed to be my only race that year. But I felt such a sense of accomplishment so shortly after the race that I registered for a 5K and another half-marathon that year.
Working as a family law attorney, I am often faced with addressing my clients’ emotional issues as well as their legal issues. While at the office, I have to multitask and can’t focus on one case at a time. I’m also unable to leave my clients’ issues at the office, and I think it’s safe to say I am not the only attorney. I think I would be doing my clients a disservice if I considered my job as an 8-to-5. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do, but sometimes it can be mentally exhausting and I need a chance to decompress.
That’s where running comes in. I enjoy it because I have a chance to drift into my own world with my thoughts. There are no distractions of phone calls, text messages, emails or television. I have time to process things and my thoughts seem to become clearer. My mind is consistently spinning and it’s hard to shut it off.
During a run, I have an opportunity to step back, isolate my thoughts and contemplate all sorts of stuff. I’ve come up with some great case strategies, such as how to proceed procedurally or how to present my case at trial. I’ve also made personal decisions, such as where to go for vacation or how to make Mother’s Day special for my mom and sisters.
The only distractions during a run tend to be the occasional biker that says “on your left” or the runner that laps me. (I don’t consider myself competitive but I hate to get lapped.) Running has become my outlet; I know that for at least one hour, four-to-five times a week, I will have some Mahasin time. I’m in the driver’s seat and someone else doesn’t dictate my time. I can go at my own pace wherever I want and think about whatever I want. If I start off a run frustrated or overwhelmed, absent an injury, I usually always finish feeling accomplished a rejuvenated.


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