I have been in a slump for about a year. A combination of work life, personal life, burnout, etc. made running not something I cared to do a lot of.
And by the quantity of my posts, the blogging became almost extinct.
It just wasn't in me. At one point earlier this year, I seriously considered just stopping it all together. I had lost the passion and fun. But that was the winter blahhhs.
I knew it would come back, I just did not know it would take this long.
I felt the old me start to come back this week. I crossed paths with Keith this week in Dallas. We joined up for a short evening run after work on the Katy Trail in Downtown Dallas. This is like running the lakes in Minneapolis. I haven't run with Keith in probably 2 years, but he reminded me a little of why we run. It was good times (Oh yeah, 2 days over 100, and 1 day 96. I survived).
I came home and just felt like running. Out of nowhere, I got up Saturday and did 8 miles at an 8:15 pace, and it felt normal. A lot better than the 9.5 - 10 minute pace I have been doing. It just kind of clicked.
In addition to the above, seeing Carl G show up to FANS and Wayne Nelson bust out his first hundo, I got the bug to just run.
I also finally got around to reading "Born to Run". After I saw an old lady on a plane tell me why I should read it... I finally did. Great book. I will give my thoughts on a separate post. I kind of felt like "....Yeah..I figured out a lot of the same stuff on my own... the hard way. I agree with almost all of the conclusions"
Nobody has to lay out a case to me that we were born to run, I always had it in my heart. Makes perfect sense to me.
But... not everybody get's it. Hence why I have said before "If you have to ask why, you won't understand the answer".
So I will keep running, and maybe a few more races this year. Because I want to... not because I have to.