I've been running my whole life. Running into bars, running around the world. But when you have a child, you can't run. That was a revelation.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Running just makes me happy. I love the freedom of running. I ran until I was seven and a half months pregnant with each of my babies. When I gave birth to my first son, my doctor said I couldn't run for six weeks. I was sneaking back out after eight days.
When I was a little boy, I always wanted to run. I loved competing with my friends.
I run everywhere I go. You wake up, and you do it, and you make the time. I bring my son, Duke, with me on a lot of the runs. I have this great jogging stroller, and he loves it. It's a great time for the two of us. We'll crank out a run, and he has the time of his life.
I was running since I was 10. Since grade one at school people looked at me and thought, oh gosh she can really run, she's a natural.
I've run my whole life - for more than exercise, for mental health.
I used to say I would never run unless I was being chased by someone with a gun. Now I'm a little obsessed with it!
I can remember running around at the age of 3, wanting to play golf, cricket and football. I was always active, one way or another, driving my parents mad.
I run about four to five miles, three days a week. I have four young children, so pretty much the only time I can get away is real early in the morning.
I have been running since I was 7. I was trying to restructure the way my body was made instead of trying to master the way I ran. I would get so frustrated with my starts in practices that I would just cry. When I ran, I wouldn't even try to get out of the blocks, I would just run.
I started running away when I was five years old. It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized what I really wanted was somebody to come after me when I was running away.
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