I have been a runner for about three years now but I would never dare to call myself a good runner. Perhaps an avid one? (As defined by my perseverance in bad weather). In light of finishing my first ever 10K and since running is such a huge part of my life, I wanted to share my story of how running became so important to me.
A few months back, a co-worker of mine convinced me to join my company's Spartan Race team. He didn't talk it up much: he mentioned it's a long-ish run with a few fun obstacles. You know, no big deal. Something someone who runs as much as me should complete more than easily (read, you don't really need to train for it). Ha ha ha.