About this time every year, well, really in June. There's a Relay for Life, I take it fairly seriously, since cancer has effected many lives, including my own with an aunt that currently has cancer and my uncle whom passed away a couple years ago.
I've been running a lot more lately, to the point where I'm up to 15 miles without stopping. I train to run/walk for the Relay for Life every year and I make myself a goal each year, I fall just short of my goal. This year, I plan to hit 40 miles and I know I can do it this time.
My uncle passed away from cancer a couple years ago and that's why I take the Relay for Life so seriously. I feel that my contribution (despite I'm from a small town with no reputation other than being one of the biggest rodeos in the United States, Pendleton Round-Up) is actually helping find a cure, for each mile I run/walk in, the foundation I run for donates x amount of money.
I guess, what I really run for is to end suffering, even at the expense of myself suffering. I run, enduring the suffering for total strangers and my family/friends so they don't have to. One of the purposes of the Relay is, the participant is supposed to experience the physical struggle over the course of 18 hours.
My first year, I was really hard on myself for only turning in 29 miles, when my goal was 30 miles, my body couldn't walk or run, I had to be carried to the car to go home. Even though I tried my best, it wasn't good enough, so I pushed myself even harder for the next couple years.
I only showed myself even more disappointment my second year, on my 11th mile, shin splints developed, then the 19th mile, I jammed my ankle. In the end I only turned in 23 miles, even though I suffered those "injuries" I still wanted to push myself even harder.
My third year, I had chronic shin splints and suffered from them since I had them the previous year's Relay. It was a really hard pill to swallow when I only turned in 20 miles. Each year, I beat myself up over my best never being good enough, even if I push and exceed my limits. This is the only year that I feel like I can meet and exceed my goal.