How or when did you know you caught the running bug?
Since high school I’ve run off and on. Or perhaps I should claim I was a jogger. I would jog for up to 3 miles a couple days a week and then stop all activity for months. I never considered myself a runner during that time and the possibility of signing up for a race did not cross my mind.
In 2006 in an effort to be healthier and lose weight, I started walking. When I figured I could run the same distance in less time, I started jogging it. Eventually I was jogging the entire route and I loved it. This time it was different from all the times before. I had caught the running bug. Promptly I signed up for a half marathon with no prior races and a whole two months of running experience under my belt. From that point on running was part of my life and my passion.
I remember emailing a friend saying I had caught the running bug and the reply back was one of negativity and disapproval. How could someone like running? It’s hard on the knees. It’s boring. There were a number of people that expressed that sediment. They obviously didn’t get it and were happy sitting on the couch of doom. Oddly enough now, the majority of those people are no longer in my circle of friendship and I now surround myself with other runners who understand the joy and importance of having caught the running bug.