Something about Running

New Balance Chevrolet Power Run 2011

I have been planning on writing about this since that day. I want to share to you how I managed to finish my first more-than-half marathon, 25k to be exact. I want to tell you how I managed to run for three hours straight without stopping, with the exception of tying my shoe lace once. I want to tell you how it feels like to run in the rain starting at 4:50 in the morning. I want to tell you how it feels when you pass by someone who seems to run out of breath and all you have are legs and knees that are a little tired. I want to tell you how it felt whenever I overtake men. I want to tell you what I was thinking during those three hours of running, feeling like the queen of the road. I want to tell you  how strong my will at that time that it didn't matter if my knees are weak, and my heart weaker. I want to tell you how it felt when I finally saw the finish line and how I gained much more energy at that time. I want to tell you how it felt to be stronger than ever. I want to tell you all these and more.


But I'm so scared my words might not be enough. I'm scared that I would only demean this one great experience I just had. I think by the title alone I just did injustice to this experience. You see, it's not just something about running. It's much more than that.

Maybe, when I become better with words, I'll tell you.