I have the same problem with running trails I used to have with women. I seek out the one that are gorgeous and difficult ones, and the few and fleeting good times seemed to be worth all the pain. Sure, trail running is full of aesthetic beauty and training benefits you can’t find on the roads, and it’s a great way to train as you constantly have to adapt to the changing terrain. But that leads to more risk for injuries, and I’ve had plenty of bruised toes, sore knees, strained ankles, and even a dislocated shoulder to show for it.
All course seeking beauty and overcoming barriers and taking risks is good attitude for a runner, but this approach in your personal life can cause you to seek love from people you shouldn’t fall in love with. Thankfully, a good therapistshowed me the errors of my ways in personal relationships, but this desire to keep running on the trails seems like I’m stuck in a bad love affair.
So these days, a bit older and presumably wiser, when I get to the top of the hill or to a scenic overlook, it’s time to stop for a few seconds and enjoy the view before hurrying along. I now realize this brief interlude is something I deserve, but the nagging injuries from the trails keep coming, especially since I’m not getting any younger. But despite the problems, I don’t want to give up on this relationship. I may be blind, but I still think we can work through all this.