The day I learned to run

Yesterday was National Running Day. How fitting that it was also the day I learned to run.

Perhaps knowing how to run is a skill most people gain in childhood, or perhaps it should be instinctive. But yesterday, I asked questions – lots of questions, and seemingly stupid questions – because I just didn’t get it. What part of your foot hits the ground first? When you breathe, where are you pulling in the air from? How do you lengthen your strides without changing your pace? I’m lucky to have someone who will answer my incessant questions, no matter how obvious the answers may seem.

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