Running like a child

Today I saw my children doing it again: running for the fun of it. They weren't running because they wanted to go somewhere, but just because. Because running feels natural, because it feels good.

When I see the children running around like that I always wonder when I lost that feeling. Nowadays I run because I'm in a hurry, because I have to do the laundry, because I'm out of potatoes and I have to go and get some and the clock is ticking.

I blame high school! All those obligatory rounds running around the parc, where I always ended up last. Ok, there was one girl who was even slower, but she was very overweight. So that doesn't count.

To me the feeling of running like a child is captured in the intro of the series The Little House on the Prairie, where the Ingalls children bounce through the prairie.

So next time I go for a run I'll just imagine I'm Laura Ingalls running through the corn with sexy Michael Landon lookin down at me.

1 comment

Anonymous said...

Some parts of growing up just aren't any fun, like being as carefree as a child and, like you said, running for the heck of it.

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