I probably ran twice during my 4 years in college but started doing it more often after that. For instance, I did my first half marathon when I lived in Noida at my first job.
I had two primary reasons behind running. One, as a way to stay fit. Two, challenge myself beyond my comfort zone.
However, I had an epiphany while running, or rather punishing myself through, yet another half marathon today. I hate running. Running sucks. And even though the idea of pushing myself by doing something hard sounds fun, there are other ways that can also allow me to have some fun. Running seems an ordeal.
I am not gonna attempt another run again. A quick one on a sunny afternoon or something is fine but only if I feel like it. And, during that too, I’ll turn around whenever I want.