I’m a runner on a mission: around the world in 80 races.
With this blog, the first thing to know about me is that I’m a runner. Specification- a long distance runner. Clarification- I’m a recreational long distance runner. Not a professional one. I have a totally different profession, some regular nerdy-techie stuck in the office all day job, that constantly interferes with my training.
I think of myself as a citizen of the world, and as such I wish to explore as much of it as I possibly can. I want to taste every kind of food, listen to weird local music, watch the fringiest theater, see breathtaking views, experience new cultures and different traditions. I really do wish I could try everything this giant revolving ball has to offer.
It might be the combination of the previous points which pushed me toward this crazy, understood by very few, extremely long journey: to go around the world in 80 (long distance) races. I think that taking part in a local running event is the best way to experience the true essence of a new place. It is always a celebration. Celebration of running, food, drinks, music, people and life itself. I love everything about it, some might even say I’m a little obsessed, but I don’t care, because I LOVE it.
I’m a city girl in my 30’s, living right on the Mediterranean sea, with my partner and our dog. One of them even helps with the mortgage payments on the small 2 bedroom apartment, which we all call home. And that’s it about myself. Hopefully you won’t mind, but I’m going to take the incognito route in this blog. I think Banksy articulated my thoughts about it in the most accurate way, in the best way, as he usually does.
I love to run! Running is everything! OK maybe not everything, but it is definitely up there with the top 5 things I absolutely adore about life. No matter how much it requires of me (and long distance running can take a lot from you), I can assure you that it has the best return on investment I’ve ever received. It gives me so much, from reconnecting with my own body, through gaining a deeper understanding of the way my mind works, to realizing and accepting basically who I am and what I can do.
As I’ve said up there, I’m a recreational runner, but sometimes I wonder if I’m not actually a recreation of long distance running. Because every long run I’ve had, in the last couple of years since buying my first running shoes, had changed me, had taken all the different parts of me, broke them down into tiny little pieces, and then rearranged them in a much stronger, more resilient, better way, as if I was a multidimensional puzzle in the hands of a master-puzzle-solver (if such a degree of puzzle solving even exists).
I might be a recreational runner, but I am definitely a professional traveler! I try to travel as often as I can, and when I can’t I just plan for the next opportunity I’ll get. It occupies my thoughts more than my real occupation, the boring one that pays for all this traveling. I’m a self-proclaimed expert on this matter, but only because we live in a world where people do not consider traveling as something that can be done professionally. I don’t need a diploma in this field, I have my passport and my experiences to prove my travel expertise, and that’s enough for me.
OK, so I love running, and traveling, and I especially love running on my travels, but why am I writing this blog? And why do I want to do this 80 races insanity? Why now? Can’t I just watch something on Netflix instead, like normal people do? What’s wrong with me?
Well, my (non-verified by any medical expert, and actually any expert, at all) diagnosis is that I’m probably experiencing a severe case of premature midlife crisis kicking into gear. I woke up one day and my life just wasn’t enough. I have a great job that pays for all of my material needs (and even for some things that I just want and absolutely do not need), awesome family that always supports me, and great friends that are always down for a night out, but I still feel like something is missing. I want more. I want to do more, see more, travel more, run more, taste more, write more. I want to live more, and not just to be carried away be time. Everyone deals with those feelings in their own way, and I am not trying to live fast - die young this weird episode, I’d much rather run slow - get far through it all.
This bucket list item, 80 race around the world, is an old dream of mine. A variation of an old dream, to be exact. I’ve always knew I want to go around the world, in some kind of pursuit, and when running came into my life it had just clicked, and this new version of an old dream was formed inside of me. A dream that I’m trying to turn into my reality. And I know it’s going to be long, and I know it is going to be hard, but I also know I cannot even imagine what it is going to feel like when I’ll run the 80th race.
That being said, I also know I’m going to need any bit of help I could get to push me through this journey. So in my mind, this blog is going to be kind of an accountability coach for me. A mirror that will always reflect my progress toward completing this mission, I willingly took upon myself. Hopefully it will help me stay the course, even when I’ll lose the sight of it. Because I will. I will have some hard times, I will have lots of excuses, or even some valid reasons, and I will need help not giving up on this goal, that’s just how life is.
One last thing about me, I think that whoever I am is irrelevant for the purpose of sharing this journey. my journey is not me, it is bigger and better than me, it can be experienced by anyone who wishes to do so. Not only I’m irrelevant, but I’m also not very interesting in comparison to this road ahead of me (believe me, I know myself…). But this journey is going to be amazing, I can promise you this. It’s going to be the best thing I’ve ever done, and I’d love for you to join the run.
And if you HAVE to give me a name, you can call me Nito.