things not to do while running (Read 1719 times)

take your eyes off the road to converse with walkers/runners going the opposite direction. when I turned back to the front, my foot hit some iceplant, and I went flying....

Eat something with lots of garlic. even hours before.

I'm right there with you on this one. I can't stop eating garlic, so now I just keep a small ziplock of Tums in the pouch of my water bottle.

Alright, the running while puking thing was NASTY! And to think those guys had someone laughing at them in the background. Things not to do while running: 1. If you have one of those hats for drinking 2 beers at once, stop. You'll bruise the beer, or worse, spill it. 2. If you run with your dog, don't try to pick up the deposit while running. You're not that flexible, and you'll make the mess about 10' long. 3. When you do #2, don't let the T.P. stick to your shoe and leave it. If it looks funny when one is walking, its even funnier when running. And for the nipple thing, I saw this guy at the Bolder Boulder this year crossing the finish line and it looked like he had a striped shirt. I thank God that they make Body Glide.

Don't go here; just knowing that it exists is bad enough! http://www.runningwhilepuking.com/

HAD to go there, so I deserved what I got. Worked out quite well for Bob Kempainen, though. I think he put more effort into his training than these folks.

Get lost running... In a foreign country... where you don't speak the language... and don't know how to get back to your hotel Did that twice last year. Time for a GPS watch, maybe?

You're not the only one. Worst. Run. Ever.

Oh ab-so-lute-ly! So there I am, in the dark a.m. hours, about 2 miles from home, no cell phone, and thinking: "@$%*! Now what?!?" I also like the comments about cars stopping for you and people walking 3 abreast giving up an inch of sidewalk. I just sort of run right through them, when I'm feeling mean.

Eat something with lots of garlic. even hours before.

Actually, eating garlic before has it's benefits. I ran with buddy of mine one hot summer morning, the day after a garlic fest for dinner. We ran trails, and the black flies were out in force. Well, strangely enough, they were eating my buddy alive, yet none of them came near me cuz I reeked so badly of garlic.