I started running with my dad when I was about 7. We ran 5k’s, 10k’s, 20k’s and my pinnacle the Columbus, OH marathon. After that I quit running for years. But I’ve never gotten over the running buzz.
I’ve started running a few times since then, even got some new shoes a few years ago, but knee problems have grounded me (read: too much too soon). So I’d quit and restart months later.
Part of my struggle with running is that I can remember 8 mile training runs. Today running 1 mile and quitting feels horrible emotionally. Though at this point run-walking 1.7 is near torture. In fact having to walk a few hundred yards just to help my knees during a 1 mile run is killing me.