Dear Running,
We met back in 2006… it seems like so long ago. I think I was wearing some basketball shoes and probably shorts that were too long, but we went on a 3-mile run together along the Great Highway in San Francisco. It was an out-and-back route on an overcast morning with fog in the air. It would be the beginning of a relationship that’s going on 8 years.
There have been a lot of mornings where we met in the dark, reflective gear on and headlamps shining bright… then watched the sun rise together. We’ve shared snacks that come in packets, both good and bad. We’ve even shared drinks together, sometimes in a bottle, sometimes in a cup and also out of a fountain. We’ve had a lot of really great runs together — long and short. But we’ve also had more than our fair share of bad runs together, but we always make up and try to give it another go… that’s our special bond.
When a few days go by and I don’t see you, it becomes real apparent how dependent I am on you. You’ve helped me deal with so many things in my life. You’ve been there for me when I need to relieve some stress and when I need to clear my head. You’ve been there for me when I’m feeling really happy and simply enjoy being outside. Come to think of it… you are always there for me. Fast. Slow. Long. Short. Indoors. Outdoors. You are simply there for me when I need you.
Thank you running. Thank you for being you and for allowing me to be me.
Roses are red. Medals are gold. I want to run forever, even when I’m old.
I challenge you to write a “roses are red” poem about running. GO!
That’s just beautiful! I think I shed a tear. ;)
Dear Running, You complete me. You are the Gu to my water. Thank you for letting me love you so. Always and forever, Angela.
Dear Running, I realize we haven’t gone out in a while. It’s not because I don’t care or lost interest, I’m just waiting for some warmer temps. It’s not you, or me, it’s the weather (and I don’t just mean the current weather, I mean winter overall, ya, I’m seasonal). I hope you understand.
roses be red.
you be so tough.
my child she loves you
and THAT BE ENOUGH
Dear running, I’ve been in a passionate relationship with you for 25 years. We’ve had our ups and downs. Despite all the good times, you’ve hurt me bad before. Although I have declared I’m finished with you forever (like when I’m bonking), you know I’m just being dramatic and will come . . . err. . . .running back to you the next day. Except for that time when we broke up for a week. I don’t know what I’d do without you, you make my hear thump and my butt burn! xoxox
Basketball shorts? Hey I still wear those!!!
Running you complete me
No matter where I be
I need you in my life
Just as much as my wife
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I love this!! It really is like a relationship isn’t it? I’m very happy I found running too!
Roses are red
They smell so sweet
Shoes are for running
And belong on my feet!
LOL! Happy V-Day!
Roses are red. Foam rollers are blue. Running & Friends – my life is sweeter with you!
Happy Hearts Day! :)
…And Roses are red, the rain cometh in buckets – Thank God for my treadmill or this morning I’d have said “f&!% it” ;)
Love your poem and the whole letter. Substitute terrible cotton shirts for basketball shorts and it’s similar to my thoughts.
My favorite “I love running” post yet!
Ah, so cheesy and glorious at the same time!
What is loveeeee! Baby don’t hurt me, don’t HURT ME… NO MORE!!!!
OW OW OW OW OW OOO OW OW OW OW OOOO OWWWWW WOOWOWOOW!!
Man if you could hear me singing out loud right now, it’s would be quite the Valentine’s Day treat for your EARS!
Love that poem in the end!!
Rose are red, my shoes are yellow. After a run, I feel so mellow.
Awesome! Seems like we started running around the same time! (and I ran in old shoes I bought at Famous Footwear and cut off sweat pants, haha!)
Fast run shoes are red
Long run shoes are blue
That adds up to 2 pair
Why do I have 22?
Roses are red.
Not Running makes me blue.
I could probably run forever.
If I had enough Gu.
You and I met by fate
You always make me feel so great
Days without you, I do hate
For running is my true sole mate
I am not that creative or clever… but I LOVED your letter! I guess I would just add a P.S. Rachel agrees with Pavey! :)
Roses are red
Gu will make you poo
Oh running what would I do
If I didn’t have you?
Roses are red
violets are blue
what I want from my Valentine
is new running shoes. :)
One of the best things about running is the power that it has to change lives of people at many different ability levels. Thanks for sharing your love letter!
I hope you wrote your wife one as sweet as this. :)
Roses are used;
Toenails turn black.
Running competes me.
Now for Yasso 800s at the track.
Awwww what a lovely post! I am so glad you found running!
Ahhh pressure! I am not creative….okay let me try
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Running, you can be so frustrating
But, you make me so happy too!
Does that work? I should have been able to come up with something better about what I have achieved as a semi-pro….but its too early in the morning :P
Roses are red
Running is sweet,
but it may leave you
with very scary feet!
I love this! A beautifully written yet simple letter. :)
Roses are red,
Sometimes I choose bed,
But my running shoes on,
Means I’m up and gone!
…yeah, I could use a little work. ;)
Love the pic & post & everyone’s response! Roses are red, just like my cheeks, with winter runs outside, and snow on my sneaks!
Roses are red
My shoes are blue
VDay Running
Makes couples smile too.
The best I could come up with!! ;)
Hahaha love reading everyone’s poem about running!!! :) Sooo cheezy and I love it !:)
Finally just read this and love it!