In Running, It's Better To Lead Than Follow

Ooooooh Awwwwwwwwwwh! (Now pretend the sky opens and that first beam of light comes shining down on me)

I wouldn't call it an epiphany, maybe it was, it was at least a moment, where it hit me that my attitude regarding Run Camp sucked. I happened to be watching some music videos that featured people running in them, when it just clicked, I just want to run! I went from sitting really doing nothing, to actually starting to get giddy and trying to figure out how I could get out and run. Take this video for example, he looks fast and has great form, yet all I want to do is race him! It's probably safe to say that most people view running as a chore. Even a month ago, I would have agreed with that, but something has really changed recently and it's hard to explain (I am a guy after all and expressing feelings is almost like running a Marathon, it's not easy!). Watching the clock knowing that run is coming up, actually running breathing the air and seeing the sites, feeling the various surfaces under my feet, and the sense of accomplishment after a good run, I love it! With all those positives, it seems silly to get frustrated with something that is out of my control.

The more I thought about it though, I figure there are two options, live with it or fix it. Since I fix things constantly all day, it only seems natural which way to go. So, this is my pledge to step up and not follow behind complaining anymore.

Maybe this blog entry should be called Week 2.5, since I just finished the mid-week run. I've really been enjoying runs that Gazelle's has been putting on. I convinced my new run partner to come out and join me. Her name is Crazy Train by the way. That may not be her given name, but it IS fitting. I was going to be completely satisfied running six miles with the group. Oh no, not with CT, she wants to do another two after we finished the six. Don't tell her this, but there is NO WAY I'm letting her show me up! Off we go by ourselves this time. Well, just like my navigation underwater, my land navigation happened to be slightly off because I took us two point something miles instead of exactly two. Her response, well we have to do nine now! This is where I began to question this new decision not to complain (even though it would be impossible anyway as I was smiling the whole time), but I also I have to admit my new game, I'm curious if CT quits. We did call it a night after nine miles, so although she's crazy, she's not insane. Though we stopped for the night, we never quit, and I'm already checking the clock for when we get to go again!