How to Fall In Love with Running

How does someone go from I hate running to I can’t live without it? I get asked that question what feels like every other day. I half serious/half joking, give the same answer, to suck it up and smile because it gets better. It doesn’t matter if you’re brand new to the running world and can’t run around your block or if you’re an accomplished elite runner, you will fall out of love with running. So how do you fall in love, or back in love with it?

You have to have fun!

have fun

Read any “fallen” athletes comeback story and they all will say the same thing, they fell out of love with the game. They stopped having fun and they let the stress, expectations, competition, and business of the sport outweigh their ability to play and have fun. Then they remembered how to have fun again and boom, they’re back on top. We’ve seen this movie a million times! We’ve read this self-help book/article a trillion times! If you don’t love what you do or if you aren’t having fun doing it, you’re not going to be happy.

You have to find a way to have fun despite the pain. When I first started running, it was misery! I had blisters on my heels and toes from shoes that were too small, I was constantly sore (from running and walking a measly 3 miles), I couldn’t run a mile without feeling like my lungs were going to drop out of my chest. It honestly gets better. Here’s the really gross part, you fall in love with and end up craving the pain. 

hurts so good

When I ran my first half marathon my legs burnt like they’d never burned before around the 10th mile. I actually had a conversation with myself about quitting. But 10 miles became 11, and then 12, and then 13, and when I saw the finish line, something came over me and I started sprinting. As I crossed the finish line I felt like my heart was going to explode. All I could think about, despite spending 2 hours in agonizing pain, was doing it again. Then 5 months later, when I ran my first marathon, the same thing happened. The same pain was there, though it lasted longer, and I had the same conversation with myself about quitting. Then I crossed the finish line and that feeling washed over me again. I thought, when can I do that again?!?

But that burning need to go farther and faster may dissipate and you can find yourself in a slump or falling out of love with running. Maybe you don’t have a race on the calendar, maybe life or work is hectic, or maybe that desire to run isn’t there. It’s up to you to find a new way to re-ignite that spark. What’s helped me get out of a slump is mixing it up and putting myself in a new world of pain. Like now, after the NYC Marathon, I felt a little like my gas tank was empty. I love running, I still run, but I needed something bigger. So I have made my new goal to get faster. And as much as I’ve spouted off that I want to get faster in the past, I’ve never actually done it. I’ve half assed interval or tempo runs and continued to do what I always do, run a wink at a uncomfortable pace. Now I’m not running as far but I’m running harder. At first, it sucked. (OK it still sucks. Running fast sucks! My lungs burn, my ass hurts, and I am in pain! And it’s winter so I’m always on a treadmill!) But…the pain…is actually…starting to feel good. And, dare I say it; I’m starting to enjoy working out on a treadmill. (WHAT! I KNOW! MYBE ANYTHING REALLY IS POSSIBLE.) Sometimes you have to change it up and lean in to the discomfort.  

Most people start running because they are running from something. More people statistically start running in times of world crisis, war, personal conflict, or when they feel like they are crashing and burning. Speaking from my own personal experience, running is a great way to challenge yourself and have fun when nothing else works. It’s the world’s best escape. So smile, try to have fun, it gets easier.

have fun

Until tomorrow, #RunSelfieRepeat.

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Kelly Roberts

It all started when a silly joke made headlines back in 2014 when I took selfies with hot guys “hottie hunting” my way through the New York City Half Marathon. But ironically enough, I haven't always been a runner. As the self-proclaimed former President of the "I f*cking hate running club", I spent most of my life finding ways to avoid physical activity. Growing up, I missed over 70 days of PE my senior year. Working out was something I thought I had to suffer through in order to lose weight. 

Then, in 2009, my younger brother passed away unexpectedly and struggling to manage my grief, I gained more than 75 pounds. With the weight gain came a new fight to regain my sense of self and learn to love the body I saw when I looked in the mirror. Then one Thanksgiving morning, drowning in grief and self doubt, I decided to go for a run. I didn't make it half way down my street before I had to stop to walk but for some reason, struggling forward made more sense than getting back into bed. It turns out that running is a lot like grief, neither ever really get easier, you just get stronger. 

Over time, I realized that while some people are in fact born runners, others are made. I created this blog Run, Selfie, Repeat and my new podcast by the same name with the hopes to inspire others to say yes to themselves while making them laugh hysterically because laughing, in my opinion, is the solution to everything. 

Named by Women's Running as one of twenty women who are changing the sport of running and by Competitor Magazine as one of 12 Influential and inspiring runners under 30, my mission is to inspire others to get embrace a healthy lifestyle and pursue the strongest version of themselves possible.