My family visited the city of Medina in Saudi Arabia last year. One night, while we were out, everyone was tired and hungry. They found a comfortable spot and decided to sit down for a while. They asked my older sons and I to go pick up some food from any local restaurant and bring it back, so we could all eat together.
I’ve hated running for ever. I first tried running for exercise by the shore of the Indian Ocean when I was fourteen. Didn’t get very far. Did get a bad case of shin splints. Over the next couple of decades I tried again a few times, but never really got into it. Every time I tried the result was the same: it was painful, frustrating, and just not fun. I tried focusing on mechanics, but it was making running just that: mechanical.