No matter how slow, fast, size, age, sex, race, religion…..
Runners are sexy as hell to me.
Running is a bit like sex because you are always seeking that sweet spot! On my run today I found it and it’s been a while 🙂 It doesn’t happen often but I’m always wanting it! It happens for me when I’m very tired and all of a sudden a bit of euphoria happens and kicks in the energy. I get goose bumps. It’s weird and fleeting.
I did it! I did a full on 3.1 run today with no walk break. My time was decent (less than 35 minutes) and I felt good. I’ve complained so much lately how disappointed in myself I’ve become and how after my surgery that I was having to start back at ground zero of running. It was time for me to stop bitching and start running. I think I’m back in that groove (motivationally speaking).
I don’t know many runners personally. My friends, co-workers or family don’t run. My husband runs but he is not as excited about running as I am. He does love the camaraderie of group runs. I do too! I love that party atmosphere and fellowship.
I love to try to encourage people to run but I have a hard time convincing people how much it will improve their entire outlook and life.
People who are beginner runners seem to have a romanticized notion that running is something you will enjoy…no! I’ve talked to many people who love the idea of running and want to belong to that awesome club. But for many, they become disenchanted after the first time because they feel tired! Come on….you are supposed to feel tired or else everyone would be doing it and the streets, sidewalks and trails would be crowded with us arrogant fuckers!
And then there are those who will never push themselves when they get tired. My thought is run until you can’t use those muscles anymore…then run another half mile!
I play games while I run. Sometimes I’m Pat Benatar performing “Hit Me With Your Best Shot” or Heart singing “Barracuda”. I have been Billy Idol in “White Wedding”. My favorite concert that I perform is “Solid as a Rock” by Ashford and Simpson. Use your imagination. Sometimes I plan out my day or activities that I need to complete or start. Sometimes I cry. It’s my stress reliever more than anything. If I’m mad at someone or something thing, that anger completely disappears in less than a mile. Whatever gets you through.
But my favorite game is to pretend that I’m in the Boston Marathon and I see the finish line. Ahhhh, yeah that’s my favorite.
Do you get jealous when you see others running when you are not?
Do you drive past places and wonder how it would be to run there?
Do you do a special little knowing nod to other runners when you meet them during your run?
Do you like laying out all your run t-shirts so you can look at them?
Do you constantly listen to shitty pop music for ideas to add to your running playlist because of it’s beats per minute?
Do you look at other’s running gear and wonder where they got it?
Do you spend more money on running shoes and gear than you do regular clothes and shoes?
Do you find yourself talking about running to others who still don’t know the difference in a 5k and a marathon?
Yeah, you’re a runner too.