Thursday, February 16, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
So I'm a runner now?
I think I've accidentally become a runner.
I know that sounds crazy, and I have no intention of ever running a marathon or anything along those lines, but I think I have let other people talk me into becoming a runner.
It started when Liz convinced me to do a 5k in December. I started training for it two weeks before the race, and we had fun doing it (well, it sucked, but after it felt great!). Afterwards I felt like "this is nice, now I can stop running!".
And I kind of stopped. And then the bf bought me an ipod nano for Christmas with the Nike fitness app, and I started up a little bit. Short 2 mile distances tops.
Then some very motivated friends of mine talked me into the Gasparilla 8k in March. And so I've been practicing. And talking other people into doing it too. I've even run 5 miles twice so far! That's farther than I ever thought I would try to propel my body ever.
However, none of this made me think that I'm becoming a runner. I don't enjoy running when I'm doing it. I only think about how much it sucks as I'm doing it. I don't get any sort of runner's high, although I want to know how far I have to go to get that feeling. When I run more than two miles I get really bored.
Today I woke up with an annoying pain in my knee and I thought "uhoh, I shouldn't go running today, or until it stops". And I was disappointed. I was disappointed that I can't go running.
And that is how I know that I have become a runner.
I know that sounds crazy, and I have no intention of ever running a marathon or anything along those lines, but I think I have let other people talk me into becoming a runner.
It started when Liz convinced me to do a 5k in December. I started training for it two weeks before the race, and we had fun doing it (well, it sucked, but after it felt great!). Afterwards I felt like "this is nice, now I can stop running!".
And I kind of stopped. And then the bf bought me an ipod nano for Christmas with the Nike fitness app, and I started up a little bit. Short 2 mile distances tops.
Then some very motivated friends of mine talked me into the Gasparilla 8k in March. And so I've been practicing. And talking other people into doing it too. I've even run 5 miles twice so far! That's farther than I ever thought I would try to propel my body ever.
However, none of this made me think that I'm becoming a runner. I don't enjoy running when I'm doing it. I only think about how much it sucks as I'm doing it. I don't get any sort of runner's high, although I want to know how far I have to go to get that feeling. When I run more than two miles I get really bored.
Today I woke up with an annoying pain in my knee and I thought "uhoh, I shouldn't go running today, or until it stops". And I was disappointed. I was disappointed that I can't go running.
And that is how I know that I have become a runner.
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