Book Description
"The Runner's High" is a marvelous side-effect of running, though mysterious and elusive. Sometimes you get it, sometimes you don't. These 48 personal stories explore it in depth and detail, from pleasant euphoria to religious visions and mindblowing out-of-body experiences. One constant through these stories is an overwhelming sense of joy and awe at the infinite possibilities of the human body and soul. This celebration of running as a spiritual experience will inspire people of all abilities to explore the metaphysical side of running.
Garth Battista is the editor of The Runner's Literary Companion and How Running Changed My Life.He lives in Halcottsville, New York.
About the Author
Garth Battista is the editor of THE RUNNER'S LITERARY COMPANION, HOW RUNNING CHANGED MY LIFE, and BICYCLE LOVE.
Excerpted from The Runner's High : Illumination and Ecstasy in Motion by Garth Battista. Copyright © 2004. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
Introduction The essays in this book reveal the most rapturous moments of running, and they offer clear glimpses of our inner lives. We escape from the tedium of daily existence with the physical exuberance of a good run, and sometimes that simple act is lofted up into something extraordinary. Some people find that the runner’s high confirms or augments their belief in God, and that the high is a moment of communion. For some it is simply an enjoyable, if weird, pleasure; or a blissful, timeless meditation. Others find that the sublime joy of the runner’s high is a confirmation of something else—a broader spiritual force, or unknown powers within humanity. As with the parable of the three blind men describing the elephant, I believe that all the essayists here are describing one huge magnificent thing. Each is telling us a distinct truth about it. And what they are describing is not just the anatomy of these uplifted moments, but also something about us all. Humanity’s essential physical nature—the animal in us, all blood and lungs and sinew—when used and exercised thoroughly, sometimes leads to a hidden ethereal part of ourselves. We discover that we are built for illumination and ecstasy, but the gift goes mostly unused; it is hardwired in us, just as we have legs to run, but not all humans run. Reading these essays we begin to sense the nature of this mysterious phenomenon. Given the diversity of voices here, and their wondrous panoply of experiences, I think they may have covered nearly the whole damn elephant. —G. B.
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