Not so long ago, in response to my telling him I had been
running for the past two hours of the day, a friend responded with the ever
witty, never funny, “Who was chasing you?”
I was reminded of that exchange this week when I happened to
hear the story of Diane Van Deren, the ultra runner who started running to
combat her seizures and whose surgery to remove the part of her brain that was
causing those seizures took away her ability to conceive of the relative nature
of time. Having no sense of the passage of time, Van Deren just keeps running.
Those moments the rest of us have when our brains tell us we’ve run long
enough, we’ve run too far, we have too far still to go, are completely foreign
to her.
This got me to thinking about ultra runners in general. Are
they simply programmed differently than the rest of us? The women and men who
lace up the shoes and run 50 or 100 miles or more able to do so because of
something in their brains that we just don’t have? Or is it something we have
that they don’t? Many of the ultra runners I know, for example, are recovering
addicts. Did their youthful transgressions chip away at a piece of their brains
that would otherwise tell them to stop running at a reasonable point?
Not wanting to resort to heavy drug use or have part of my
gray matter removed from my skull, I wonder if there is a way to train your
brain to get into the zone Van Deren describes, where she only remembers the
last few steps she’s taken and can only imagine the next few she will take.
And all of this leads me back to my friend’s not funny
attempt at running humor. Evolutionarily we are all runners. We had to be,
because the food was running away from us and things that thought we were food
were chasing us.
I have a completely unsupported theory that says we are all
running from something. Something is chasing us all the time, and that is why
we keep going.
My most productive running period was during a particularly
dark and challenging time of my life. I was very definitely running from the
circumstances that were causing that darkness. I realize this is a very
pessimistic take on distance running, and I realize that it would be just as
easy to spin it as running to something
rather than running from something,
but I am curious about it. Were our ancestors running away from the predators
or running toward the prey? Is one instinct more imperative than the other?
Think about that for a minute. Are we more efficient, effective runners when we
are being chased or when we are chasing? Tapping into the right instinct might
help us be better runners. I, for one, hope that the answer isn’t in the flight instinct, because I don’t want
to have to sustain negativity in order to promote better running.
New Year: New Goals
Yours truly met a couple of his running goals this year. I
finished an ultra, I logged more miles than last year (1,276 when this was
written), and I stayed mostly healthy. Not bad.
Now I am faced with the new year and I need a new set of
goals. I’m still developing my list, but I want your ideas to help me plan
2013. Follow me on Twitter @GregVanBelle or visit the Real Running page on
Facebook and let me know what goals you would like to see me set and meet (or
not) in the coming year.