We will be meeting for the first time on Monday 2/24.
First, please fill out the sign up form at the top of this page. Second,follow the register my athlete link to register for the sport.
If you missed the meeting you can find the meeting agenda here: agenda
If you need a copy of the clothing order form please follow this link: Clothing order Form
“How do you flip the internal switch that
changes us all back into the Natural Born Runners we once were? Not just in
history, but in our own lifetimes. Remember? Back when you were a kid and you
had to be yelled at to slow down? Every game you played, you played at top
speed, sprinting like crazy as you kicked cans, freed all, and attacked jungle
outposts in your neighbors’ backyards. Half the fun of doing anything was doing
it at record pace, making it probably the last time in your life you’d ever be
hassled for going too fast. That was the real secret of the Tarahumara: they’d
never forgotten what it felt like to love running. They remembered that running
was mankind’s first fine art, our original act of inspired creation. Way before
we were scratching pictures on caves or beating rhythms on hollow trees, we
were perfecting the art of combining our breath and mind and muscles into fluid
self-propulsion over wild terrain. And when our ancestors finally did make
their first cave paintings, what were the first designs? A downward slash,
lightning bolts through the bottom and middle—behold, the Running Man. Distance
running was revered because it was indispensable; it was the way we survived
and thrived and spread across the planet. You ran deals, to eat and to avoid being eaten; you ran to find a
mate and impress her, and with her you ran off to start a new life together.
You had to love running, or you wouldn’t live to love anything else. And like
everything else we love—everything we sentimentally call our “passions” and
“desires”—it’s really an encoded ancestral necessity. We were born to run; we
were born because we run. We’re all Running People, as the Tarahumara have
always known. But the American approach—ugh. Rotten at its core. It was too
artificial and grabby, Vigil believed, too much about getting stuff and getting
it now: medals, Nike deals, a cute butt. It wasn’t art; it was business, a
hard-nosed quid pro quo. No wonder so many people hated running; if you thought
it was only a means to an end—an investment in becoming faster, skinnier,
richer—then why stick with it if you weren’t getting enough quo for your quid?” - Christopher McDougall, Born to Run
