Sometimes An Angry Run Is All You Need

fall runYou might have noticed, Modern Philosophers, that it’s been a while since I’ve written one of my delightful posts about my love/hate relationship with running.

That’s because the hate side has been winning decisively of late, and I hadn’t put on my running toga for three weeks.  I do not like being a Couch Philosopher, but lately, my heart has just not been in it.

I found my inspiration today, however, from a most unexpected source: The New York Jets.

I was so pumped for today’s game, that I was decked out in my Jets’ tee shirt and jersey long before game time, and even wrote a poem for the blog about the game.  For once, the Jets were doing well and this was a game they were supposed to win.  It was on TV up here in Maine, and I was ready to watch it.

jets logoAs the game progressed, it was obvious that things were not going to turn out as I’d hoped.  Then I remembered that I’d made a wager on the game with a coworker who is a huge Steelers fan.  I got angry that I was going to have to pay off that debt…a pound of salt and vinegar chicken wings.  My favorite.  I hate losing!

Somehow, all that anger got me motivated to go for a run.  I changed out of my Jets gear and into my running toga.  I was out on the road before the coaches had even met at midfield to shake hands.

I have to admit, it was tough going at first.  I had three weeks of laziness weighing me down, so that didn’t help.  It was such a beautiful afternoon, though, that I couldn’t allow a little tough going to ruin my run.

I quickly settled into a rhythm, replayed the Jets’ game in my head, and let the anger propel me down Eastern Avenue.  Once I was lost in my mind and thrust ahead by all the bitter memories, I was in great shape.

SweatHopefully, I won’t go back into slacker mode and not run again for three weeks.  I need to keep it up so that I have the stamina to shovel out the driveway of The House on the Hill once the snows come.

As those talented boys from Liverpool once sang: “All you need is run.  All you need is run, run.  Run is all you need.”

I know John, Paul, George and Ringo didn’t have me in mind when they wrote that song because it’s long before my time, but it definitely applied to me today.

I was having a bad weekend and working up a little sweat was exactly what I needed.  That sense of accomplishment at the end of every run is a natural high that chases away the black clouds and improves moods.

If you haven’t tried this running thing yet, I highly recommend it…

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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34 Responses to Sometimes An Angry Run Is All You Need

  1. I’m more of a punch something or someone kind of anger reliever. 😉 Running just pisses me off more.

  2. Rana says:

    I wish I had some private area I could punch a punching bag all I wanted with no one to see me. Or had the self-motivation to train in front of other people. Or at least be able to get myself to the gym without needing someone there expecting me to meet them.

  3. Mobility issues here so I punch a pillow and then meditate. It is what I can do. Hugs, Barbara

  4. dorannrule says:

    Never mind the beneficial qualities of running. I have to muster up enough anger to WALK!

  5. Micheng says:

    Haha! Oh yeah, that anger really give some boost. Keep it up! I still remember that post.. yey! I comment on that.

  6. An angry man in a toga, running. I am not sure I own enough Scotch to remove that memory but it’s worth a shot.

  7. List of X says:

    You can’t count on Jets to keep angering you enough to run – they can only lose about 10 more times this season. But maybe you could channel your “Retirement Party”-related frustration into running.

  8. susielindau says:

    All you need is run! Wow! I’ve been singing the wrong lyrics all these years.
    Get those knees up!

  9. Tabitha says:

    You should run with me sometime! 😉

  10. Yeah, I don’t do running. Bad asthma, you know.

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