the 100th..
Thanks for sticking with me..through all my ramblings, my opinionated ass, my highhorse musings, my bitchiness, my running issh..Thanks.
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anywho...
Running iss for this week:
Mon: 1 hr. Kickass class.
Tues: 3.50 miles in 29:55. 9:03 min/miles.
Weds: 5.02 miles in 40:58. 8:09 min/miles.
Thurs: SLEEP DEPRIVED. Feel asleep at 5:30pm - 7A.M. Can't hang no more. lol.
Fri: 7.55 miles in 1:02:08. 8:13 min/miles. Yea!
Total for week so far: 16.07 miles.
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I used to be an old skool runner.
Like my dad before me, I would take off into the sun with shoes, my keys and a smile.
I didn't use a stopwatch (only rarely when I would remember to use it), didn't carry water with me (stupid I know), and ran in cutoff t-shirts and raggy cotten shorts.
Now, I run with my coolmax tanks, nike + ipod nano that gives me much needed pacing info and accurate running times and distance, and a smile still.
I have learned to braid up my hair and use a headband to keep the retarded bangs at bay and to keep the sweat from lashing some other runner. I have also FINALLY learned to drink water before I run...and maybe even chow down some type of nourishment...or at least have a decent meal before hand.
I have learned how to blow out snot through my nostrils..and a finger. lol.
When I run, sometimes I don't have a specific goal in mind, maybe just to keep running until its not fun anymore.
Realistically, at times it hasn't been.
I believe that I started running without the love.
I ran through sickness and through health, not letting my body heal, not cutting myself any slack.
Running was becoming a chore.
Now, I am running with a clean slate.
The hated phglem and labored breathing has hidden itself away. In its wake, I find myself running like I haven't run before.
Effortlessly, freely, with that old love that keeps me in blisters and blue toenails..
I have actually increased my mileage and decreased my time! I am running like I never have before. I run and run with confidence and maybe wisdom. I am actually trying to take care of my body and listen to it. When it says RUN DAMMIT, I run, when it says, maybe today is break day..I break.
I guess I forget how hard it is to run with a semblance of a life. It is hard to factor in that time to properly give a run, to let its love wash over you, and not be a quick affair in a dirty hotel.., but a 3 day weekend at the Ritz Carlton.
Balence is something that i have had to learn, in everything, and especially in running.
I have to learn to balence my time for my family, my friends, my job, my running.
I still have a lot to learn..
- like that I need to drink more water and not so much iced tea and diet coke.
- to actually pack and drink water during the run.( but how do you do that? really)
- to eat something during my longer runs. (GU it up...but to me I feel like a sucka packing shit..I think thats only for 1/2er's or longer..in my mind, real races..)
- to slow my fast ass down on long runs..its about getting my body used to running for longer periods of time, and not how fast I can do it.
- to compete with my enemy..in my mind.
- to learn that I don't always have to beat someone..just myself.
- to not make excuses or what ifs..PAIN IS TEMPORARY, GLORY IS FOREVER.
- to run more hills. Or any at all.
- to let peeps know where I am running..
- to carry more with me than a key for a shank..
- to wear sunscreen.
- etc.etc..
point is..
I run.
The End.
heh.
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