So, what’s blog entry number one going to be about? Well, last fall just after running a very successful 50 mile Race, I ran a local 100 mile run – and something bad happened. I’m not sure how really, I think it was due to just getting off a plane from China 12 hours earlier, or maybe shoes that needed replacing (don’t even get me started on the ridiculous topic of barefoot running – once I learn how to run well with shoes I’ll try taking them off – and I’d suggest you consider this as well), but I managed to hurt my hip – allot! I missed my favorite marathon of the season, even hosing "Gator Gal" who I told I’d run it with and help her BQ – because frankly I could barely walk a mile, let alone run one.
And this problem lasted for months! Well, by the beginning of the year I was finally “running” again, but very, well, pedestrian….. In fact my running was much like what I guess a weekend warrior type “runner” should be doing – every other day 3 miles, a “long run” of a whopping 10 miles. My relationship with running became that of a “friendship”. It was “exercise”. I hate exercise, and my relationship with running has always been something much more “dark” than a friendship – I’m an ultra runner – and I train very hard. A good run means I’m hurting; this is my relationship with running, not “friends”. I hate being just friends!
So yea, it’s Lady Gaga, and I like this song! A bit old now, but a great running song, and the words hit home. No, “I don’t want to be Friends”.
20 Hard tomorrow….