They say it's bad on your knees. I believe it. Or maybe I just use that as an excuse so that I don't have to take up running.
I have great respect for people who get themselves to run regularly, and an even greater respect for people who actually enjoy running. It's great exercise. But I would rather dance, bike, swim, hike, or walk. I feel like when I'm doing one of those activities, I'm getting exercise AND I'm enjoying the time spent.
Yesterday evening I decided to go for a run. I warmed up and then started at a brisk walking pace. And then, shoving my earphones into my ears and turning up the volume on my ipod, I started running. I did better than I thought I would... and I was thinking maybe if I went running on my own time, by myself, in the neighborhood then perhaps I would enjoy it more than, say, running the mile in my middleschool P.E. class (not very fond memories there)
I do admit that when I finally slowed, returning to my own front yard (and doing all I could not to collapse on the grass below me) I felt a sense of accomplishment. And I love the feeling of worked muscles right after exercise. :)
But I still didn't enjoy the run. I'm going to keep trying, in hopes that as I get better at it I will start to enjoy it more. But it's going to take some major will power to get myself together and run every day.
We'll see how long this lasts. I may just revert back to my previous exercise routines... speed-walking and my weekly zumba classes :)