megan weisenberger on LinkedIn: I ran by this wall on this frigid NYC morning, thinking about how the…

If anything sets us apart it is a kind of sensitivity. We can hear a faint chord vibrating on old and brittle strings. It begins to resonate through us when we rise predawn for a morning run. The sound builds the longer we stay at it. On a long run through the mountains our attention becomes focused, in tune, automatic. Each footfall and each breat

It isn’t just about admiring trees and the countryside but reawakening and retraining the senses. Increasingly shackled to the comforts of our domestic walls and phone screens, we drown out our sense of hearing with noise-cancelling earplugs, clog our sense of smell with artificial deodorants, anesthetize our sense of touch with lotions and sunscre

what if the starting point of building a lifelong happy runner is contemplation of the fragility of the human body and the finish line that awaits everyone, long before you’re forced to by injury or decline? What if affirmation of life comes most honestly from contemplation of death?

1. First, ask yourself: “Why do I run at all?”