Running 375 miles in March — this is what passion for something looks like

I love running. In my younger years, I could never imagine identifying myself as an athlete in any sport, but here I am, in my forties, improving every year since 2020. I’m getting closer to a 2.40 marathon and want to improve to 2.30 in the next couple of years which will make me one of the top runners globally in the 45+ age group.

In March I ran every day, totaling 375 miles.

Actually, if you’re into long-distance running, you will not find this mileage extraordinary. There are runners who do 100+ miles every week and I’ll need to hit those numbers if I want to improve, which I do.

Time-wise in March I spent 1 hour 33 minutes running every day. Is that a lot?

My biggest challenge with running is not physical. I never get tired from running. I love it. Every run is like going to a SPA, even if it’s a hard run. I treat my mind and body. I could easily run many more miles. The problem is that I feel guilty about prioritizing running over other activities. I could be working more or spending time with my family. When you fall in love with long-distance running, you become borderline selfish. Running becomes your mistress.

For those of you who are runners and want to know the details, here’s what I do: