Comments on: Why I Run: The Art of Surging Through Sobs http://gritandglimmer.com/why-i-run-the-art-of-surging-through-sobs/ Eat, Love, Ride, Explore. Wed, 23 May 2012 16:40:45 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Amy http://gritandglimmer.com/why-i-run-the-art-of-surging-through-sobs/comment-page-1/#comment-226 Amy Fri, 24 Aug 2007 23:09:55 +0000 http:///gritandglimmer.com/?p=138#comment-226 Fantastic post about why we run and why we should. Fantastic post about why we run and why we should.

]]> By: Adria http://gritandglimmer.com/why-i-run-the-art-of-surging-through-sobs/comment-page-1/#comment-222 Adria Tue, 21 Aug 2007 22:53:59 +0000 http:///gritandglimmer.com/?p=138#comment-222 I've fallen out of the practice of running and can't seem to get back into the habit. I need to do it & I know it. Heck, I WANT to do it but it seems like something is always getting in the way. Reading this reminds me of how important it is to me. I’ve fallen out of the practice of running and can’t seem to get back into the habit. I need to do it & I know it. Heck, I WANT to do it but it seems like something is always getting in the way.

Reading this reminds me of how important it is to me.

]]> By: Sharing. « Practice Living http://gritandglimmer.com/why-i-run-the-art-of-surging-through-sobs/comment-page-1/#comment-223 Sharing. « Practice Living Thu, 16 Aug 2007 21:55:26 +0000 http:///gritandglimmer.com/?p=138#comment-223 [...] Everyday Athlete wrote passionately about why she runs. [...] [...] Everyday Athlete wrote passionately about why she runs. [...]

]]> By: stephalopoulos http://gritandglimmer.com/why-i-run-the-art-of-surging-through-sobs/comment-page-1/#comment-225 stephalopoulos Thu, 16 Aug 2007 14:43:52 +0000 http:///gritandglimmer.com/?p=138#comment-225 I know that feeling--the sobbing as you just pound down on those legs and forge ahead. For me it's in spinning class (yeah, I know spinning class and my gym routines ain't no thang compared to all that you do, but it all matters to me...). I get past all the bullshit in my head and all of the questions I need to answer for myself, I get released from everything, and I feel like I am flying. There's always a moment where I realize that it's not about the fuzz in my head or the depression weighing on my heart, but it's about this huge, insane, crazy world. I'm as big as a fucking pea compared to everything else, but I somehow, strangely, get to be part of it. And I start crying uncontrollably. It's too much to take, and I can't NOT start crying. Good thing I sweat like a mofo, or else people might worry. I know that feeling–the sobbing as you just pound down on those legs and forge ahead. For me it’s in spinning class (yeah, I know spinning class and my gym routines ain’t no thang compared to all that you do, but it all matters to me…). I get past all the bullshit in my head and all of the questions I need to answer for myself, I get released from everything, and I feel like I am flying. There’s always a moment where I realize that it’s not about the fuzz in my head or the depression weighing on my heart, but it’s about this huge, insane, crazy world. I’m as big as a fucking pea compared to everything else, but I somehow, strangely, get to be part of it. And I start crying uncontrollably. It’s too much to take, and I can’t NOT start crying. Good thing I sweat like a mofo, or else people might worry.

]]> By: Nicole http://gritandglimmer.com/why-i-run-the-art-of-surging-through-sobs/comment-page-1/#comment-224 Nicole Thu, 16 Aug 2007 12:46:44 +0000 http:///gritandglimmer.com/?p=138#comment-224 So I'm not the only one? I was in an adventure triathlon a couple years ago, and on the mt. bike portion (I had strictly been doing road riding for a while) I had fallen so many times and my legs were so scraped and bruised and my feet were soaking wet from carrying my bike through streams, I was sobbing as I pushed my bike slowly through brush next to the single track so the other riders could make their way around me. Jerk your body sobbing. But I finished with a big smile. So I’m not the only one? I was in an adventure triathlon a couple years ago, and on the mt. bike portion (I had strictly been doing road riding for a while) I had fallen so many times and my legs were so scraped and bruised and my feet were soaking wet from carrying my bike through streams, I was sobbing as I pushed my bike slowly through brush next to the single track so the other riders could make their way around me. Jerk your body sobbing. But I finished with a big smile.

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