Hills: so painful, but so necessary.
I love the hills. I hate the hills. I have a love-hate relationship with hills.Last week at running group we did a hill repeat workout (followed by strides). We started at the base of a hill outside and hoofed up, in classic ‘up and over’ fashion. Then we did it in reverse. Then we did it again. And again, back. Running hills is an interesting lesson. It is hard for me to find peace with my body…I struggle with air, struggle to keep my shoulders back, struggle to look far enough ahead to stay focused, but not so far that I panic, struggle with what is ‘natural’ to do with my arms and how much to pump them, struggle with my pace – do I push it and get it over with or remain steady? – struggle with the ‘and over’ part, wanting to screech to a stop and bend over at the crest, struggle with catching my breath on the downhill, struggle with my limit on the descent between getti...