Running religously

Wordless Wednesday

I found this great picture at The Back Pew

Double Dip Run

Today I did a Double Dip Run, meaning I did not stop once for a cup of coffee, but twice!

First stop was after five miles, at a farmer who's 'gone coffee'. He exchanged his cows for a restaurant, and you can sit outside and have your coffee and cake, and eat and drink them too. It's a lovely place to just sit and relax.

Feeling like I could conquer the world again, I then headed to the nearest town, and the next part of my run. I love to do some window shopping during my runs. After another five miles I arrived at my second stop: a pancake restaurant, where I had another cup of coffee and a glass of mineral water. Nothing tastes as good as a glass of water after a run! I gulped it down, and then elegantly sat there sipping my coffee. I am after all, a lady! Even though a sweaty one. Then I headed home, feeling all lean and mean.

I just love the way running makes me feel. And since Jeff Galloway paved the way for taking walking breaks, by proving breaks actually impróve your speed, I don't feel like a loser for taking a coffee break.
Or two.

To have or to be?

When it come to the philosophical debate about whether we áre our bodies, or whether we háve bodies, I have always preferred the first. I'ld like to think I'm móre than my body, and that who I am is not determined just by my genes, my enviroment and my wiring.

But when I see people suffering from dementia, it makes me doubt the idea that we are more than our bodies. Some patients actually change personalities, because of their brain anomalies. Wouldn't that be proof that we áre our bodies?

Running makes me feel I am my body

Anyway, yesterday I was doing my long run, and for the first time ever, I felt at one with my body. Like I wás my body. Generally speaking I think of my body as a handy vehicle that takes me where I want to go. And if it's absolutely necessary I'm willing to slap some bodylotion on it. Once a year or so.

But as a runner I can identify with my body. When I'm out there running, I feel lean and mean, and proud to be this moving body.

Where do you stand on the issue whether we are our bodies or whether we have bodies?
And how does running affect your stance on this issue?