Thursday, January 12, 2006
Suddenly I feel, however, that I would like to take up running again mostly because my few dashing moments felt incredibly good and I've felt very good afterwards. If I do take up running agian, I know I need to get some decent shoes this time to prevent my pronation and be careful to note what my gamey knee tells me.
I'll let you know. ¶ 6:10 PM
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Running is horrible. I hate running. Must go running more.
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posted by Sleepy E :
3:23 PM
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I hate running, honestly. Even when I was at my lightest and in pretty darn good shape, I never had a runner's body and I felt like I was pounding the hell out of myself. This, without injuries. I tried a little running a couple of winters ago and it was sort of bliss-through-pain. Really, I'm better off walking. My sister, who does have a runner's body and who has taken up marathoning, makes me look at running with longing. Every time I watch her or her husband finish a race, I think I want to do it. But really, I'm better of walking, or maybe watching episodes of Law and Order: Criminal Intent.
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posted by Lisa B. :
9:56 PM
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My argument is that running is only bliss when you do it a lot. there's this threshold when running moves from agony to bliss--for me, it's at mile 3. and at 20+ miles a week. but even when it's agony, I still rather love running
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posted by lis :
8:35 AM
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I gave up running and racing racing a few months ago; still I ran three times this week and I'm going to run a race in two weeks. I have, though, given up competitive running or at least that's what I tell myself.
Point: there's something amazingly wonderful about running. It's simple--just you, some shoes and the ground; it can be fluid with practice; it's efficient--the heart rate zooms very quickly, legs get sore, you feel like you've accomplished something in 30 minutes.
I've been sneaking onto a golf course by my house (sons of bitches who stole all the great land) to run. I love it. Running on grass (even though littered with tons, and I mean tons, of goose shit) is bliss. I often see deer and saw one raccoon and no people.
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posted by Ron :
11:37 PM
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Cycling. We all need to go cycling more. First, there's a bike. Then there's the nifty, colorful tights. Three, no shin splints. Finally, it's transportation.
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posted by middlebrow :
3:28 PM
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I have to agree with Lis: there's a threshold. I didn't start to like running until I did those longer Saturday runs. Then your body takes over and you start to like running whether you actually like it or not. One word: endorphins. Welcome to the club!
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posted by Dr. Write :
8:54 PM
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cycling? blah. I have a bike, but it's perpetually dusty. Biking scares me a bit because I'm so clutzy. You remember the treadmill incident? My interactions with bikes are much the same.
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posted by lis :
8:48 PM
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