Like everything, the Electric Run (see here: It’s Electric!) came and went. When my friends and I first took our leap of faith into running this run plagued me. We all had irrational fears associated with running- that were just that, irrational. I have been changed entirely from revamping my life.
So how did I get here? I’ll explain it in steps.
- 3 years of complaining about a lack of motivation to get my ass to the gym +
awesomeunhealthy food choices (I could convince you that french fries should be their own food group.)
- 1 Lupus Flare
- 3 Doctors visits
- 1 week not walking
- 20 days for $20 at a hot yoga studio
- 4 inspirational friends
- 30 days for $30 Bikram yoga
- 1 ticket to the Electric Run
- 1 month of running
- 4 days a week, 2 miles a day – minimum
Some say you can form a habit after 21 days- this is based on empirical evidence, meaning based on experience, not clinical, or based on controlled experiments. Based on my own empirical evidence- running is now a habit. It’s what I do. There is always time for a quick run. Everything else in my life just followed and became the way things are- french fries are taking a back seat, I drink less coffee than when I started, I have more overall energy, I’m a happier person.
When I put everything in bullet form I realize it looks fairly simple, and it was once I started. The hardest part was starting. Blogging and talking about my decisions made this all even easier. I felt like I had people genuinely supporting me- thank you.
So now for the Electric Run. I can’t even tell you how much fun we all had- Here’s the rest of the blog in photo form.
Getting there was not the easiest, but we figured it out… we were just some kids from the ‘burbs navigating Brooklyn
School buses awaited us as we got off the subway at Brooklyn College. We rode in with a bunch of other neon fools to Floyd Bennett Field. Every time we pass this place John tells the same story about how the planes were used King Kong. Now he will have a new story for the grandkids.
So should you do a fun race? Yes. Definitely. We chose to run and to stop and take pictures every once in a while. This wasn’t a race- I run every day. I’ve said it before, but my friends and I all had our own personal goals. This was an experience we all got to share in together.
And yes, we did run through the finish line holding hands. I can’t ask for better people to have in my life.