When I first started running, which wasn’t that long ago, I had my doubts about running with anyone. Why would anyone want to run with me? Unless they wanted to move in slow motion, it wasn’t going to be any fun for them. With those thoughts and many others, I ran alone. I had sentenced myself to running in solitary confinement and was in need of social interaction.
I joined a local running club, Little Rock Roadrunners. I remember going to my first meeting scared out of my mind. Not to mention I went to the wrong place. After finding the right location, I was hesitant about getting out of the car. I’m glad I did. David Meroney introduced himself to me on that hot, summer day. At the end of the meeting I met Gary Taylor as he talked about a new running store in town.
I can say the rest truly is history. Both of those guys were instrumental in me opening myself up to a world of possibility. David is a friend for life and we’ve had many experiences together. I checked out the new running store, Go! Running, and I fell in love with it. I eventually went to their group runs and met more inspiring and supportive people.
The fun didn’t stop there. When I joined the Arkansas Grand Prix last year, I started to meet runners across the entire state. I don’t think there is a place I can go in Arkansas that I won’t be surrounded by an awesome group of people. Hey, seems like a trend is developing here.
I later became a double agent (Half Fanatic & Marathon Maniac). It would be unlikely to go to a half marathon or marathon in this country and not see one of them. They are a special group of insane people that need to be committed to an asylum. Then, I started running around like an idiot. It just happened. I couldn’t help it. It made sense to join the Idiots Running Club. Forrest Gump was right when he said, “Stupid is as stupid does.” Recently, I decided to become a Run It Fast member, although I’m not the best example of what the name suggests. I continue to “push past my own limits to go further, faster, and do more than I ever have before” as the motto states. My family continues to grow and I couldn’t be happier about it.
There are endless movements, clubs, groups, and associations everywhere. Many groups raise money for causes and charities (e.g., St. Jude Heroes, NF Endurance). Other clubs are more eccentric, but equally as lively. You ever heard of Hash House Harriers? Location has nothing to do with it. You can easily be a member of a club in Maine and live in New Zealand. Crow Athletics has members worldwide! I can hear them CAW’ing now.
You may think you are crazy, insane, weird, or all of thee above. It doesn’t matter. There is a place for you. If you don’t think so, you could always run alone, but what fun would that be?
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