My Story With Running

After returning from the marathon in Malta, I began preparing for the Dead Sea to Red Sea (Dead2red), organized by the Amman Road Runners Foundation. The 242-kilometer race is a relay that lasts approximately 24 hours, during which runners can choose to run the distance individually or as part of a team of either five or ten runners. The Running Amman team…

The starting gun went off and the runners took off. If you’ve never participated in a running race before, you might not realize that this initial surge by the front-runners pulls you into trying to keep up with their pace, and that’s exactly what happened to me. Even though I knew I should avoid a strong start, my enthusiasm pushed me to keep up with them. Still, I felt like I was running well and that I…

During the mandatory break I went through, I missed the opportunity to participate in the Ayla Half Marathon, which takes place every December in Aqaba, the Jordanian coastal city overlooking the Red Sea. It bothered me that I couldn’t participate, especially when I saw photos of my friends and teammates from the “Running Amman” team and other running teams taking part in the race…

It is said that failure is the path to success, and it is also said that failure is an opportunity that allows you to start over in a better way and with greater wisdom. After I finished the half-marathon, I realized that my relationship with running was no longer just a passing phase; I knew it was a lasting one, and my wife, my brothers, my family, and my children realized that too. My wife once asked me, in her clever, sly way, “How…

I started to find myself getting more into the sport, and I’ve really started to love it. Contrary to what I used to think as a child—that this sport was meaningless because running has no specific goal, unlike soccer or basketball, for example, where you aim to score a goal that enables your team to win—I’ve found it to be a lot of fun, especially when participating in races. So I decided to participate in

For most members of the group, a 10-kilometer run was the minimum distance they covered on weekends. Keeping up with them wasn’t exactly extremely difficult, but it was certainly challenging. I looked for anyone among them who ran less than ten kilometers so I could find an excuse to stop, but my efforts were in vain. That really was the minimum. I managed to run ten kilometers for several consecutive Fridays before finally stopping, after exhaustion got the better of me and following lengthy internal debates about whether to stop sooner.

Through my regular running routine, my physical fitness has improved significantly, and I am now able to run five kilometers fairly well. It’s important to note here that “fairly well” does not mean “easily,” but rather “capable of,” since I am now able to

When did I start thinking about taking up running? Why did I start running? And what were my early experiences with running like? It all started in 2017 when my kids joined a local sports team. They had to attend daily practices that lasted between an hour and a half and two hours each. Since I live about 20 kilometers away from the sports club and the practices took place at…