Easy run. Average pace: 9:32.
Weather: 48°F, 66% humidity, wind 9 SW. It felt pretty windy.
I felt a little sluggish today. It's probably because I ate a fairly large quantity of ice cream last night. I've really got to stop that. We were celebrating the last day of school. Now I'm in this no-mans-land where my kids are out of school but my husband is not. His school district goes through all of next week. So I've got to do this juggling thing where I work at home part time and work in the office part time so that my kids aren't home alone all day every day and my work is not too neglected. I'd like to start riding my bike or running to work, but I can't do that until after my husband finishes school, because when I'm doing this part-time working at home I have to transport my laptop between home and work all the time.
I've been thinking about something. It seems like when I talk to non-runners about my running I get two responses, often from the same person in the same conversation. The first is that they act impressed and say that they used to run but now they have bad knees or else they say that they can't run at all, or something like that. The second is that they say that they've tried running and they hated it and it was boring. I figure if they hated it because it was too hard, they were trying to run too fast. But I'm a little bothered by this common refrain from non-runners that running is boring. It's as if they're saying that runners must be simple-minded or something to be content to do something that's so boring. As I think about it, I think that quite the opposite is true. We must be pretty interesting people to be able to live inside our own heads during long runs. What do you think? |