“I know the best moments can never be captured on film, even as I spend nearly half my life trying to do just that.”
― Rosie O’Donnell
I have photos from so many of my runs that I could fill this blog with images and never have a repeat. There are photos of my runs in Florida, on a cruise ship in the Caribbean, on snowy trails and on neighborhood roads.
I have photos with friends, with dogs, alone and with family.
There are photos from many firsts: my first 5K, double-digit run, half marathon and full marathon. Short, quick runs in the spring when it felt like I could run forever and long steamy ones when I felt like it had been forever.
But I do want to take a moment to acknowledge that no matter how many photos I shoot, some of my most-memorable moments on the run have stuck with me even when they weren’t captured on camera.
Like my quickening heartbeat when I was startled to see a coyote scamper across the dirt road I was running on in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. Or my youngest son’s gleeful giggle as he ran ahead to the end of our block his new “fast running shoes,” leaving me in the dust.
There are no photos that captured the feeling of gratitude every time my friend Janet met up with me at 6:30 on many a Saturday morning last summer so we could get four, five or six miles before our running group started at 8.
And there certainly are no photos that captured the pride I felt each time my daughter laced up with me and headed out to train for her cross country team … and also left me in the dust.
Yet I can conjure and enjoy each of those moments to this day without having to flip through photos on my phone or Facebook page.
So why spend so much of my life shooting photos while on the run (much to my partners’ dismay, I’m sure) in the first place?
Because taking pictures helps me share the beauty that surrounds me, celebrate the friends who support me and maybe even conjure up some of those best moments in your own lives that, perhaps, you couldn’t capture.
To that end, here are some of my favorite nature scenes from my runs:
Do you take photos when you run? What are some of your favorite running memories that photos just didn’t capture?