Why I Run.

Whenever someone finds out I run marathons or ultras, the first question is almost always: "Wait—why?? All that pain? And you sign up for it?? I usually smirk and say, “So I can feel alive again.” The funny thing is… I used to think I was joking. But I’m not. Numb is Safe. But It’s Also... Numb. For a long time, I kept everything at arm’s length—emotionally, mentally, physically. That distance helped protect me from painful or overwhelming feelings. But it also dulled the good ones. The joy. The pride. The wonder. The awe. Even those became muted. Growing up, I learned—like a lot of people do—that my emotional needs came second. Or third. Or not at all. There was always something bigger, scarier, more important going on. So I made myself small. I stopped asking for space, attention, or care. And eventually, I stopped expecting it altogether. I got really good at surviving. And somewhere along the way, I forgot I had a voice. The Run That Changed No...