I hated running when I was young and made every possible excuse to skip it. I was always among the last ones to cross the finish line in gym classes at the primary school (also at the secondary school in this respect). It was quite embarrassing. But how long have I been jogging since I took the first step? It´s been 20 years. I hope I could call it an “achievement”. I remember I had my first jog on a Sunday morning, in an outdoor parking lot belonging to a shopping centre. It´s weird, isn’t it? I can´t figure out why I decided to start my jogging journey, which must be one of the most important journeys in my life, in a parking lot and not the woods nearby. Anyway, the shopping centre was closed on Sunday so I got plenty of space. My first attempt at becoming a long-distance runner wasn’t particularly successful as I was feeling exhausted after 15 minutes. However, I wasn’t too upset as I thought I might have a talent for short-distance running 🙂 The motivation was hight though I have no idea where I got the motivation from. In my case, it has been proven that it was possible to be a long-distance runner if I was motivated and disciplined (discipline was even more important than motivation). Over time, these two qualities merged into a life style which is hard to get rid of. (Now I normally run about 14 km per exercise).
To me it means running in any kind of weather conditions and any part of the world. I was used to running in heavy rain (not recommended if you wear makeup), the rain mixed up with mascara was running below my eyes but I cared more about completing my regular 1 1/2 hours jogging exercise. I´m sure I didn’t look great after that “significant accomplishment”. I was used to running in heavy snow with temperature down to minus 10 (not recommended as the chance for catching a cold is possibly quite high), I was down with fever for a couple of days once.
I have no idea whether other joggers fall over during their jogging exercise but I guess most of them have had this kind of accidents at some point. I fell over quite a few times when I was running, and some of the falls were more serious than others. On a dark winter´s evening in Leeds many years ago, I fell into a hole when I was running back to the student appartment, the knees were bleeding heavily, then the tears came, not only because of the pain but also the terrible loneliness I felt at that moment.
One of the benefits of jogging regularly is having the opportunity to catch small beautiful moments which otherwise would be ignored. I take my running shoes with me wherever I go, and I´ve jogged in many countries. It was practical and it helped me to get to know the places in depth, the architecture, the local culture and the people. Running gives me a feeling of absolute freedom. I love wandering on my own and get to know the unknown. That being said, my sense of direction is however, nothing to be proud of, so I´ve got lost in both forest and big cities. It was a bit frustrating but nothing compared to the excitement of having an adventure.
This picture was taken when I was on my way home from a jog on Christmas Day last year (2016), though the snow was absent, the sun came out in the afternoon.
This one was taken in the early morning when I was running beside the lake close to my home – Holmendammen.
Evening jog – Holmendammen.
I went for a jog every day when I was on my holiday in Tenerife, I’m kind of emotionally attached to the sandy beaches in Playa de las Americas, which is on Tenerife’s southwest coast. It was touching running beside the sea, as if I was reaching the end of the Earth.
A magical scene at night – an evening stroll on the Christmas Eve in Tenerife in 2015.
This one was taken when I was running in a park in Shanghai.
I went for a jog in the (most well-known) public park in Oslo – Frognerparken.
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