"Running Isn't My Hobby. It's My Medicine."
"Running Isn't My Hobby. It's My Medicine." I've been reading Nexus by Yuval Noah Harari. He says humans are storytelling animals. Money is a story. Nations are stories. Religion is a story. When enough people believe in the same story, that belief becomes fact — and eventually, reality. Reading this, a strange thought crossed my mind. What if the worries I carry every day are just stories too? Sometimes, when I'm sitting still and doing nothing, an unwelcome visitor slips into my thoughts. "What if I lose my income? How would I survive?" That one sentence pulls me under. One thought leads to another, and before I know it, I'm drowning in anxiety. On those days, I'm almost afraid to go home — afraid the weight of it will seep into my wife, afraid my kids will somehow inherit this part of me and struggle because of it. But when I stop and think clearly, none of it makes sense. There's no enemy in front of me. I'm n...