I “Get” to Run

Jul 22, 2014 | My Iron Year, Training Daze

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Lynne Tapper

I am a lifelong endurance athlete with the dual goal of training and racing until my bones turn to dust and sharing that passion with as many people as possible.

All decked out and ready to run! I did NOT run with the birthday present. Thank you Janice.

This post is almost 2 weeks late, but I’m backdating it so when I read this in 10 years, it’ll be as though I posted this on my birthday.  Yesterday, July 21st, I biked 90 miles with my friend Jessica.  We kept it fairly flat (a few short climbs) and we had spectacular weather. We had a great ride and were very proud of our accomplishment.  Honestly, I’m more proud of Jessica’s accomplishment as she did this to keep me company!

I kept on track with my hydration (rode with a Camelbak to make sure I had enough water), ate 300+ calories per hour and really enjoyed the ride.

That evening I drove an hour to dine with three dear high school friends.  I know I was crazy to do that, but it’s just so much fun to see them that I didn’t want to bail.  We had sushi and I ordered extra plain white rice so I could get as many recovery carbs as possible. Thankfully my friends didn’t notice me scarfing it down between maki rolls!

Whenever I have an hour-plus drive in the evening, I try to coordinate a catch-up with friends who live on the West Coast. It’s usually around 10:00 p.m. and they are just starting or finishing dinner. It always keeps me from falling asleep at the wheel.  Considering all of the training I’ve been doing, a car accident would be such a shame. Wink, wink.

My friend Joy was available to chat.  As we were talking, I was lamenting that the next day was my birthday and I “HAD” to run for about 3 hours! She didn’t skip a beat.  She said, “You GET to run 3 hours!”

I paused and really heard what she said.  The simple word really shifted my focus.  She was right. I was choosing to do this. I was able to do this. How amazing that I “GET to do this!

The next morning, with renewed enthusiasm (and one year older!) I got up, filled my Camelbak with water, stuffed the pockets with Honey Stinger gels, lathered up with sunscreen and donned my compression socks. I was ready to run!

At the age of 18, in my freshman year of college, I started running. The year was 1984. Thirty years later, at the age of 48, I still GET to do one of my favorite activities…run!

How amazing is that?


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