Bad and wrong marriages

Nature Trail with Retro Style Filter Applied

The picture above has similarities to the trail I ran this afternoon. It has been raining for a couple of days now and it was wet and muddy all the way. I will use this image to show you how to run this kind of trails and warn you for the things you might find in them.

The middle of the trail is like marrying someone you know. He or she are crystal clear. You can see from far away that it is slippery and you know you may fall at any time but… you know where the problem is and where the rocks are. It is like getting marry with an old friend and that´s why this is the bad marriage.

Both sides of the clear center you will find two leafy and padded narrow lanes. These are the places you will end up running if the center of the trail is slippery and doesn’t allow you to move forward. Behind those leafs is where you are going to find thorns, sharp rocks, broken glasses and pieces of rusty metals, all of them hidden. You may not find those dangerous things but you could. So, it´s like marrying someone you don’t know much. That makes these narrow lanes the wrong marriage.

Ok, the way to go successfully through these wet and muddy trails is pretty easy, you may run by the center of the trail until it allows you to; and you will walk the padded narrow lane with all the care of world.

See, I said it again, in trail running, especially if you are a barefoot runner like me, there is no need to run all the time; walking is an important part of the game, so enjoy it.

The beauty and the beast

Relaxing on the top of the mountain

Some trails are hard to run, especially when they are rocky. So we tend to protect ourselves with spikes, with those impressive 200 dollars running shoes.

Some trails are so beautiful that they pretend to stop us and leave us breathless. So we tend to cross these trails with hurry, blind, deaf.

Think about it. Perhaps these are not conventional race trails. Maybe they are waiting for us to “walk” respectfully through them and, from time to time, make a stop to celebrate their toughness or their beauty.

Why do we have to run all the time? Are we really that sick and disconnected?

Trail-life perspective

A female trail runs in the fog and snow of winter.

The way is made of ups, flats and downs. If you have been on the trails you probably know that you have to run each section in a different way. It´s not an intellectual issue; your body will show how to manage each segment if you pay attention and listen to it. Life is not dissimilar as it has the same ups and downs structure but, in that life, yours, who do you listen to? What do you focus on? And, what do you do as a consequence?

I wish you love. I wish you blue birds

Breath

healthy lifestyle fitness sporty woman running early in the morning in forest area, fitness healthy lifestyle concept

I adapt my pace to the rhythm of my breath. Energy comes from all around, from our center, from  mother earth, from the sun, but it goes out through our mouths and noses. A tranquil, deep inhale will take you to a long way; a quiet, slow exhale will take you to the end. Breath.

Gels

Spring Trail running 2

You may take all the carbs of the world -gels, sports drinks, etc.- and you will not see any improve in your performance. You may take all the caffeine in a single cup and all you will get is nervous. What you put in your mouth is just a minimum part of all the energy you can get. What feeds a runner is the whole universe if he is connected to it, to its light, sounds, smells. I run barefoot as much as I can and that´s the only way that I feel I am doing something good for me and our planet. Barefoot, I can feel the energy going through the center of the earth to the center of my being. I am not tired anymore; I am just sweating, breathing and feeling graceful for the immense gift of life.

Perfect running form

Running - woman runner jogging at sunset. Fitness spot girl training in sunny sunshine with flare and sun glow. Aspirations workout image with asian jogger.

I tried to land under my center of mass. I also did my best to open my chest wide, to lean forward, to land as soft as possible in each stride. I loaded a program in my mind that said all these things and a lot more in order to become an efficient runner and staying out of injuries and, suddenly, I had enough of it all. The program certainly helped me for a time of pain and injuries, but then I did not need it. I started to run barefoot and it all happened in a smooth and natural way. I didn’t have to focus on my running form anymore, which was so fatiguing for both, my mind and my body. I said it already: I run for two hours or more and, at the end, I still feel joyful, complete, present, strong. Not because I´m a better runner but because of the energy that comes from above, from our mother; because running has become an indispensable part of my spiritual growth and not a boring, repetitive movement of arms and legs or another ridiculous, puerile way of calling the attention of others.

 

Shoes

Man running cross country on trail, sport and fitness outdoors

Shoes are good. They protect as from those sharp rocks in the middle of the trails we love. Shoes are like airplanes and computers, part of the human progress, an advantage. I use them and love a couple of them but, nevertheless, they are like trojan horses, they betray you, they make weak, they lie to you by making you believe that you are strong. And even worse, they separate you from mother earth and leave you running all by yourself and the junk you eat.

Competition

Runnerwoman cross-country running in beautiful forest trail run. Female athlete jogger training outdoor in amazing atmospheric forest nature landscape. Fit female fitness model with healthy lifestyle.

I have competed for a while. I have intended to go faster and farther as any other runner out there. I will probably even compete in the future –because it´s fun- but deep inside my heart, I find no motivation in it. I have discovered something strange in the trails and the mysterious sounds of the river and the birds. Something as wired as a life I can´t see behind the woods. I have been touched by a spirit that the ancient runners of our kind knew quiet well. This touch has left me with a feeling of happiness difficult to describe. And it´s out there, it´s waiting for you too.

Late

woman running alone in the mountains in the morning

Yes, it´s late. My bones are not the same as they used to. My heart, of course, is not the same. My brain, my lungs, my joints are not the same. And I care very little about that because I´m not a runner. I do not run at all. I just kiss mother earth with my feet and, at the same time, I allow her to nourish my soul with her love.