Just ’cause you want to …”
Just for the hell of it …
Just ’cause you feel like it …
How rare it is that we allow ourselves permission in life to indulge in something
simply … because.
Last spring I decided to learn to run.
I had a weird deeply entrenched fear of running my entire life.
Can’t explain it. I have no real reason why.
Like most things in my life,
I was just irrationally scared of it.
So, I walked instead.
And when I went Solo I began walking almost daily.
My personal ‘movement meditation’ along my quaint neighborhood tree-lined street.
It was lovely.
Except that several months in,
I started to get the compulsion … to go faster.
It got to the point where the voice in my head would chant:
Run! Run! Run!
But I didn’t.
Still too scared of it.
Until a day finally came when I suddenly decided
I wanted to start learning to run right away.
(boom!) – Now! — just like that.
There was no major reason why it had to be then vs. any other time.
I just suddenly… felt like it.
So I called my most unassuming runner friend
and asked her to take me on my first run.
We went Easter morning last Spring.
I fell in love with running instantly.
After that, I charted a simple two-mile route and said to myself:
“go as often as you feel like it.”
Seven months later, sometimes I feel like it 5 times per week, sometimes only once.
But every time I go, I think: “wow, I am in looove with this!”
Every time I go I am smiling to the core of me when I’m done.
Exactly what I’m doing.
Exactly as I’m doing it.
= Me feeling happy, happy, happy.
And yet friends and acquaintances constantly ask me:
“So how is the running progressing? …” … [It’s Not.]
“Have you upped your miles yet? …” … [Nope.]
“When are you going to do your first 5K? …” … [Never.]
When I explain to people that I’m running just because I love it;
just because it feels good in and of itself
(without ever-increasing success goals attached),
most of them seem almost annoyed by that sentiment.
Like I’ve broken some social mores
and they no longer know how to relate.
Our culture is so conditioned to quantify and qualify everything we do.
The vibrancy of our lives is so deadened with:
More. Bigger. Better. Faster
Must. Should. And, the almighty Have To.
What happened to doing something just for the fun of it?
A friend makes a cute craft …
Right away people tell her she should start a side business.
A child does his first forward roll …
Ten minutes later his parents have him signed up for Olympics-level gymnastics camp.
Why do we deem anything non-goal/outcome based as “a waste of time”?
Isn’t there value in doing something simply because we love it?
I, for one, need to offset the relentless day-to-day levity of “must and should”
with a healthy irreverent dose of “just because”.
So, I’m going to keep on running my tree-lined two miles.
I’m going to keep doing so for as long as it lights me up inside.
It’s not about increasing stamina or cardio output.
Running just makes me really happy.
And that’s ALL the justification I need to lace up and have at it.
Will I ever up my speed,
increase my stride,
or go the extra mile?
But … only when I feel like it.
How about YOU?
Are YOU a Fan of “Feel Like It”?
What do you do purely for the love of it?
(No agenda attached).
Leave a comment.
I’d love to hear about it!
And if the answer is ‘nothing’…
Perhaps today is the day to finally indulge in a little “just because”!