Why I Run: By Anonymous

You never know what a runner's shadow holds.

A little over a year ago, we ran one of our most powerful posts about a rape survivor who was encouraged by a friend to start running. I've continued to stay in touch with the writer, and although she's not ready to go public with her face or name, she continues to find both strength and peace through the rhythm of the road. Here's why she's running these days.

I love, love, love to talk about running. Ask me why I signed up to run a marathon, though, and I don't know what to say.

Sometimes it seems like a lifetime ago that I was raped. Sometimes, it's like it was just yesterday. We didn't tell a lot of people after it happened. I went through the legal process, through therapy, and I ran. I ran a lot. That was my outlet. I ran with one friend until she moved out of state, then I ran alone.

When I started running, I ran to escape. To be alone. To run as far away as I could from what happened. I ran to have a place to let down my guard because on the outside, to the rest of the world, I had my act together. I ran to feel my legs carry me away; to be in control of what my body was doing. I ran to ask WHY? WHY? WHY? out loud and to maybe find an answer. I ran to replay what happened in my mind and, this time give it a different ending. And then I’d return home, leaving a little of the past behind me.

Somewhere on one of my runs I made up my mind I was going to run a marathon. I was going to do it to prove a point, prove I'm over it. I had enough anger to fuel me 26.2 miles, that’s for sure. So I signed up for a half marathon to prepare my body. Once I did that, running had a new purpose beyond an emotional outlet. I had to run a certain distance, push myself for different reasons. It was also an eye opener.

Clearly, I wasn't running as fast or as far as I thought I had been those last few years. Still, I muscled through my training, picturing a new woman after I crossed the finish. My past left on the race course, my new me across the finish line, getting a medal with magic healing powers.

But, plain and simple, the half sucked. During the first couple of miles my desire to run from the past unexpectedly overwhelmed me, and I spent the rest of the race fighting terrible feelings. I finished, but suffered through it. I tried to convince myself it was a good race. I ran 13.1 miles, after all. Yay for me!

But my finisher medal didn't have any magic powers. It didn't erase the past. Friends and co-workers were impressed, but I wasn’t. I fell into a brutal slump. I was sad the race wasn't the cure-all I had hoped for, and I was mad at myself for believing it could be. For weeks and weeks I went through the motions of running. Running less often and complaining about it as I went out the door. I faked my way through my weekend runs with a group of new running friends, really going only for the coffee afterward.

As we'd run, I thought about the marathon I still needed to run and why it seemed to be hanging over me. I thought about the women I met in a support group that I went to. I wondered if they found peace and had moved on. I wondered if I could find peace and move on too--or if I could reach the goal I set for myself.

Running slumps stink, but I'm learning they're part of the cycle, regardless of what drives you to run. I ran through mine because I knew I needed running to sustain me, even though I felt like it failed me. Gradually, my not-so-great runs began to lift me up again, thanks, in part to the group of eight women, give or take a few, I usually run with now. We're good together: We talk, laugh, and enjoy the silence as well. Running still brings me the healing my mind, body, and soul continue to need, but instead of it just being an emotional grind, now I actually enjoy it.

When registration opened for the marathon, four of us signed up together (and it wasn’t even me who initiated the idea). Soon our running lives seemed to swing into high gear. We signed up for shorter, fun races, including a half that left me feeling redeemed and lucky to have found such a great group of women. Right now, we’re in the middle of training. There have been highs and lows for each of us, but always boundless support for each other. So much better than going it alone like I used to. I haven’t found the right time to tell them why I started running, but maybe, with more miles under our collective feet, I might.

I'm still trying to prove something by running the marathon. I know I can't run away from the past, but at least I know I'm running out from under the weight of it. No matter how my marathon turns out, I am proud to be among the ranks of runners, who know that nothing provides clarity like a good run; nothing replaces insecurities with strength like a run can; and not much beats running with strong women.

I can't wait for my 26.2.




40 responses to “Why I Run: By Anonymous

  1. We are a group of volunteers and opening a new scheme in our community takemeetup. Your website offered us with valuable information to work on. You’ve done an impressive job and our whole community will probably be thankful to you.

  2. Just wanted you to know that I gave you a quiet shout out today during my half marathon. Mile 10 was dedicated to you! This post continues to inspire me.

  3. I’m sorry this happened to you but have you thought about talking more publicly about your story? It’s really inspiring and could help other victims. When women are silent or anonymous it fuels the stigma that there is something to be ashamed of. And there’s not. I assume you know that since it sounds like you are pretty far along in your healing. Please consider the message it sends when we do not talk openly about this subject and the power it could have if you did. You are half way there with this post.
    Continued healing and good luck in your marathon.

  4. I read this several days ago and needed to process it some more. Thank you for sharing your moving story. Your triumphs, your slumps, your pain. The song “Give me a Pain I am used to” comes to mind.

    I just re-read this quote today about healing. It isn’t a magic medal, that blasted time. But Cherly Strayed captured some of the feelings I have about time and healing in her book torch. For some reason it felt appropriate here too with time and running and healing.

    “She didn’t know whether she believed that time healed all wounds, but she believed it healed some. …time had begun to do its work. She could feel it inside her – softening, safening, making ordinary what was once appalling. She didn’t know whether she liked it or not, this healing.” – Cheryl Strayed from Torch.

  5. Thank you got sharing this post with us, Dimity. Thank YOU, Anonymous for sharing yourself so honestly with us. I’ve never experienced anything like you have but the feelings you talk about are things we all get— disappointing races, slumps, good girlfriends and running for strength and to erase insecurities.
    You have come so far and I’ll be rooting for you as you go 26.2 more! Marathon season will have new meaning for me this fall–because it’ll be my first, too and I’ll be thinking of you during the race and reminding myself of your strength when I need it most.
    I’ll be sharing this post with my friends.

  6. “nothing provides clarity like a good run; nothing replaces insecurities with strength like a run can; and not much beats running with strong women.”

    YES, YES, and YES to all of the above! Well said – you write beautifully!

  7. Thank you for describing perfectly what it feels like to be a runner who is also a survivor. I struggle with both and am not as good at running through my slumps as you. I hope you let Dimity know how the race goes so we can celebrate after with you. Best of luck.

  8. I loved this post because I myself am a rape survivor and a therapist introduced me to running to cope with the major depression that followed. In fact I wrote about my journey with it in the March issue of This Mother Can Run. I loved my therapist back then because he helped me push through the pain by teaching me to run. My rape was very aggressive (stab wounds) and done by a friend, so the major depression that followed for years was BAD. It took me through many suicide attempts and life problems. Now I have been an RN for 13 years and I speak out about my experience to others. I thank my therapist years ago for helping me get to here because if he had not introduced me to running as therapy I may not be here today. So as a fellow rape survivor I hear your story and understand. Thank you for posting it.

  9. Please know how inspiring you are…what you have been through, what you are continuing to go through, and you are facing it all. That is so brave and such an example of the power we all have to overcome what we all must face. The posts that have followed have been amazing as well. We all run for different reasons, but we are out there, improving our bodies, minds, and souls. I am at a point right now where I am so tired from carrying so much for so long that running is a way to make me stronger, inside and out. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself with all of us.

  10. I met my running buddies this morning and we talked about this post. None of them had seen it. I was shocked that in our group of 5 women, 2 of them said that they had similar experiences! This was an eye opener for me. I’m definitely in the “this can’t happen to me” camp or to one of my friends either. I am so impressed with anyone who survives this sort of thing.

  11. I’ve wondered, too how about you over the year and am so glad that you are still running and that you have friends to run with!

    I’ve noticed a theme with ALL these Why I Run posts – to sustain ourselves, to overcome, to prove others wrong or to prove a point, find redemption, find healing. Wow! We are an amazing group of women and we are all running with you.

  12. Your story could be my story. You could also easily be my running buddy. I’ve been slumping lately but reading your words is just what I need to jumpstart my routine. Thank you.

  13. What a powerful story. What a powerful woman! Running is a vital part of my mental health, keeping me strong both physically and emotionally, and your story is such a testiment to it’s powers of, if not healing, then at least getting us faced in the right direction. Thank you for sharing.

  14. Sometimes races don’t make you feel all wonderful and magical. It doesn’t mean you’re different, it means you’re a runner. Just like not all runs are amazing, neither are races. But, I can tell you, as a fellow runner, its out there. You are not chasing a ghost. And when it happens, when you experience it, it will be amazing. Hang in there, and most importantly, keep putting that one foot in front of the other. The running mojo will come back. Trust that it will and be ready for it.

  15. Such a beautiful post! I have been where you are and I wish I had found running 14 years ago. Instead I hid in a fake life for many many years. You are a true inspiration. I admire you for your courage and your battle. Enjoy your marathon!

  16. I frequently recall your post last year, and I’m glad to hear that you’re still running and that it is still slowly helping you move forward. I wish you nothing but the best for your 26.2 and for all those journeys that will follow.

  17. thank you for sharing. I am so happy you found a great group to run with!! YOU ARE STRONG. YOU WILL DO AWESOME…….26.2 ……………GO FOR IT:)

  18. Wow. Chills and tears just like last year when I read the first post. Thank you for nailing how I feel about running– you need it to sustain you but sometimes you feel like it fails you. YES! I had a miserable this spring getting started, but one good run led to another and that’s how it goes. And that is why we keep hitting the road isn’t it? The cumulative effect is what makes us stronger. Keep on running toward your goal and celebrate the race with your friends!

  19. This is beautiful! I want you to know that it does get better. I was raped in college. He was expelled from campus housing (and that’s it!) and I suffered for years. That was almost 25 years ago. Someday you might be OK telling people and if not, so be it, but please keep running and expressing yourself somehow because your words are beautiful and strike such a chord.
    I’ll be thinking about you through marathon season!

  20. Found this through a running buddy and it speaks volumes about what running and friends and running WITH friends is all about. You are lucky to have them and they are lucky to have you. Run strong and hold your head high!

  21. Thanks for the post… Running with a group of strong women makes all the difference in what a run does for your spirit. Praying for an amazing 26.2 mile journey.

  22. This is a great post on many levels. Not only does she speak out to other survivors but she includes truisms about running. There are good times and bad times. Running is a lot like life – you get what you put into it and are never guaranteed a successful outcome. But that never detracts from its beauty and power. I wish the author healing, laughter and a fantastic marathon.

  23. This was an amazing read. Thank you for sharing so honestly. Let us ALL help lift that weight above you. YOU can do this, YOU can run 26.2! You are AMAZING! Glad you found the ladies to laugh, cry, scream, be silent next to you too 🙂

  24. I’ve run through some pretty dark times, too and get everything about this. I don’t know where I’d be if it wasn’t for running and friends. Thanks for sharing your story.

  25. Anonymous could be a running partner of any of us. We all have situations (albeit, not as tramatic) we are running from. I had a baby and gave him up for adoption when I was 18. I was fueled to run as I grieved. It wasn’t a cure, but it was therapeutic. Hang in there Anonymous. You have already survived. You will someday thrive! Have a blast at your first marathon!

  26. Thank you for writing this. It was raw and powerful. Here’s to sometimes running to replace insecurity and sometimes running just to get it over with and get coffee with running buddies. Enjoy your 26.2 mile victory lap. You’ve earned it.

  27. You may not feel it, but you are inspirational. You could have hidden from the world and you didn’t, that takes courage.
    Good luck with your 26.2 mile victory lap!

  28. I remember your original post and am so glad for the follow up. “I run to feel my legs carry me away.”. You just gave me goosebumps.
    Keep running!

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