I have yet to convince myself that I enjoy running more than a mile, but I love organized races. There is something joyous about a large group of people coming together to run or walk a set course for the sake of finishing it (and for the free t-shirt). I love the energy and anticipation that surges through the crowd as we wait for the sound of the gun to announce us.
Every May, Spokane, WA hosts a huge race called Bloomsday. I think 50,000 people participated this year, and it was an awesome experience. Bloomsday was my second race (I ran a 5k Hot Chocolate race in Seattle in 2013) and it was incredible how many people cheered us on. The race passed through several neighborhoods where people enjoyed BBQs and posted signs with "Go Bloomies!" scrawled by local kiddos while watching the race. At one point we were serenaded by a gentleman with his bagpipe from a 3rd story apartment - so fun!
When I begin my (infrequent) runs, I try to remind myself of the excitement of a race, but when I only have my mind for company, running soon becomes a chore. I'm hoping to convince my mind otherwise over the next 3 years so I can run a Disney half-marathon after Matt graduates from medical school.