I've often wondered when running will get easier. I 'm kinda waiting for this magic moment when I'll lace up and breeze out the door, effortlessly cranking out a ten miler.
Nevertheless: even though it hasn't gotten all that much easier yet, I can now run much further and much faster then I could seven years ago! Back then I'ld barely make it around the corner without collapsing in a teary, sweaty heap of misery, and now I can run for an hour without blinking.
Although not without some cussing.
As usual running is a lot like mothering. I also thought mothering would get easier over time, but it hasn't. To be honest I find it as difficult now as thirteen years ago when I was a new, dewey-eyed mommy.
But just like with running I have learned a lot, and I'ld like to believe I have improved.
So even though both running and mothering don't get easier, as a runner and as a mom yóú get better at it!