New Year’s resolutions are a curious thing. Lucky for me, I don’t really need them to aim for more or less in my life. For instance, I don’t have to push myself to exercise; it’s such a natural part of my daily routine that it’s not even necessary. But of course, I have goals and desires too. Like running pain-free – after nearly two years of a nagging Achilles tendon. Or building strength – after tearing my bicep tendon last fall, it’s not just a wish, but a necessity.
When it comes to running, the years of the COVID-19 pandemic were actually pretty good for me. Not that I enjoyed the lockdowns, and I don’t want to downplay the suffering of so many people and the consequences. But when it comes to the flexibility of work and the rise of remote work, I have to say, all of that had a positive impact on my training. I could run more regularly, be more flexible, and, as a result, more consistent.
I don’t want to run like this anymore. It’s not doing me any good. More than that: it’s jeopardizing my health. I’m jeopardizing my health. And my joy of running is at risk too. I owe this realization to a gadget, not my own insight. But let’s start from the beginning.
In the world of running, trends come and go, but some have the power to shape the future of the sport. From the growing focus on recovery and self-care to the controversial debate around trail running and mega events, there is no shortage of topics to explore. In this interview with ChatGPT*, a cutting-edge AI language model, we delve into the latest trends and hot-button issues in running, and discuss the potential impact of technology on performance optimization. But beyond the data and analytics, we also touch on a more fundamental question: what does it mean to find joy in running, and how can we strike a balance between the pursuit of excellence and the intrinsic value of the sport? Join us on this thought-provoking journey into the heart of running, and discover what the future might hold for this enduring passion.
As I step out into the chilly air, I can feel the weight of the past year bearing down on my shoulders. My Achilles tendon still aches, a constant reminder of the injury that has slowed me down for so long. And yet, despite the pain and the setbacks, I lace up my shoes and begin to run. It’s the first day of a new year, and I am determined to make it a successful one.