Ibane’s ramblings
“The biggest danger, that of losing oneself, can pass off in the world as quietly as if it were nothing; every other loss, an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc is bound to be noticed.” S. KierkegaardArchive for Sports
my first marathon
I run my first marathon some weeks ago and I never thought that I would spend so good time running it. Being honest, I was having serious doubts about finishing it because I had not trained as much and as good as I have wished. But once I was there, late, and I started to run I understood that the race was not going to be about how much training or preparation I had done. It was, at least for me, a real challenge for my mind. Facing myself and pushing my limits. I knew it that I would not give up.
I do not remember what I was thinking along the 42km and 195 m but I remember the joy of the challenge, the trip that took me to face with my fears and an unexplored parts of my mind. Someone said:”If there is no risk, it is not worthy”. I subscribed that.
What I talk about when I talk about running
No, I will not talk about running or maybe a little, it is about the book of the same title written by Haruki Murakami. I have not finished it yet but I have read through enough to build my opinion about it.
It is not a great book or don’t expect any high literature but I definitely recommend the book, even if you are not a runner. Mr. Murakami explains his big moments in life and link them with the running. His situations might be familiar to many because in my opinion he describes the battle of I think that almost everyone goes through and it is finding ourselves and what we want from life. Running here is just circumstancial, I guess that you can substitute for almost any other activity that define yourself. In my case, it is also running and some times Haruki put in written words what I have thought and felt many times when I am out running.
For me running has become my little island where everything else vanish and there is only left my running shoes, my music and the road. And it is something so deep in me that some times I get scared if some day I will not be able to run. That’s maybe the reason why I am planning to take the bike (also thanks to my blog colleague The Real Bookish) and swimming. But as far as I can I will keep running…
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Ibane's ramblings 