I don’t think there is anyone that’s in the middle when it comes to running. You either love it or hate it. I was one of those ones that hated it. Sure, there are some naturally great runners, but I think most people have to work for it. Running the mile in high school was always the worst day of my life. I wasn’t fast, I couldn’t breathe and I was always in pain afterwards. I was the student that got an “A” for effort and an “F” for time. I didn’t understand how people could breathe through the running. How are you that fast? Don’t you feel like dying? Am I that out of shape? Granted, I was always a little chubby growing up and didn’t play sports, but I was in the Marching Band; played piccolo. Clearly, I had good lung capacity.