If you happen to get into the head of a runner, you will most likely find one of two if not both things; they love to eat or there is something eating at them, be it a demanding or stressful job, trying to come to terms with a difficult childhood, trying to comes to terms with their own child, a divorce or something of that life altering variety that necessitates many hours pounding the pavement. There is almost nothing that I have not been able to balance in my head during a run and it has proven more therapeutic, much less expensive and far more healthy than therapy, food or shopping. Bonus; according to the New York Times, running is also an excellent appetite suppressant.
This past Sunday, I ran in a Women's Half Marathon and it was a hot and humid slog. I have run in half-marathons before but this one was particularly important because it was the anniversary of the passage of Title IX, the 1972 law that allowed women to participate in high school and college sports.
I remember asking my Mom once when I was much younger, what sports she did when she was in school. She said, "Girls didn't participate in sports when I was your age." I was dumbfounded. When you think about how far we have come from that being the norm or from the fact that Kathrine Switzer was nearly tackled (see above) while running the Boston Marathon in 1967 by an official screaming at her to get out of his race, makes me thankful for the women who made it possible for me to run in races let alone an entire race dedicated to women. Pretty incredible.
This past Sunday, I ran in a Women's Half Marathon and it was a hot and humid slog. I have run in half-marathons before but this one was particularly important because it was the anniversary of the passage of Title IX, the 1972 law that allowed women to participate in high school and college sports.
I remember asking my Mom once when I was much younger, what sports she did when she was in school. She said, "Girls didn't participate in sports when I was your age." I was dumbfounded. When you think about how far we have come from that being the norm or from the fact that Kathrine Switzer was nearly tackled (see above) while running the Boston Marathon in 1967 by an official screaming at her to get out of his race, makes me thankful for the women who made it possible for me to run in races let alone an entire race dedicated to women. Pretty incredible.


