My body is a machine, and my mind the engineer
Disclaimer: I am an astrophysicist with a strong passion for running, and although I have a few thousand kilometers under the belt and a growing collection of retired running shoes to show, I am not a psychologist, I am not a professional runner, and the following is not meant as advice. Rather, this is simply me sharing my experiences. So here goes nothing. I love running. I miss it when I can’t run, and I want to run when I see somebody running. But more often than not, the actual running part is not easy nor completely enjoyable. Those magical runs that are truly smooth and easy, that put my mind in “the zone” and end too soon definitely happen, but are the minority. On some days running is hard: perhaps I’m tired from having spent too many hours thinking instead of sleeping, or I am stressed because of work (or COVID, let’s admit it), or maybe I’m exhausted because of life in general. I’m still happy and proud once those hard runs are over, but during the exercise, I ofte...