You know how runners supposedly get this high? A sense of freedom and joy and it becomes wonderfully enjoyable...
What am I doing wrong?! I'm pretty fit but not a runner, I prefer weights and swimming and walking, but in the absence of gyms and pools I've started running and nearly completed C25K. I can run without pain, although I do get tired.
But it SUCKS. Once, ONCE, in months, I really enjoyed it because the weather was beautiful. I run in a beautiful spot with great music but it's still a slog.
Is running just something you like or don't, like coriander, or can one learn to love it? I want pure joyous elation!