Things I don't normally like to admit... (Read 2078 times)

Spongebob's "Best Day Ever" on my Sansa... ...too cheap for an iPod although I bought one for wifey and son. Ditto with dnephin on the attire issue. No clue how hats can smell worse than shirts on my bald head.

I ran a race yesterday and this stuck in my mind. Kept telling myself, "Don't save it till the end." I ended the 5K bending over heaving. Awesome. Thank you!

Glad to help. You've all been very helpful to me, so it feels good to return the favor.

10. When I see a runner "kick" hard at the end of a race, I quietly tell myself he didn't run hard enough in the first place.

In high school xc, I had to run a JV race, which I was pissed off about, so when I finished, I finished with a huge kick--first time ever. Coach got on me about saving too much for the end, even though I finished almost a minute before the second place guy. That haunts me every race, now. (I have many other unresolved issues as well.) I take pride every time I launch a good snot rocket. I do try, but I haven't been able to teach my legs to do temp runs, or progressive runs, and I don't do intervals particularly well. I just run. I have, on occassion, used my wife's request to do something around the house or to go somewhere as an excuse to not run when I didn't feel like running. That's not so bad, except that I then got mad at her about it. I put off buying new shoes as long as possible. It's not because I'm cheap. It's just that I like to see how low I can get the pennies per mile stat. ($0.14/mile)

I'm with you there. No big deal during easy runs, but after a race, my shirt always ends up covered in spitand snot that doesn't manage to clear my airspace.

I will never shake your hand... And I feel bad for your wife.

I hate admitting that I dread spring/summer becasue of the deer fly/horse fly situation. When one starts orbitng my head, I turn into a freak. If anyone saw me, I would be very ashamed. I fear the deer fly, like no other.

I ran into this problem last summer for the first time when I moved to the suburbs. Those stupid flies followed me everywhere, biting my arms, legs, back, you name it. I have very sweet blood, too, so I always came home with multiple bumps. My first few runs were a disaster because I was all over the road, flailing my arms like a maniac to get them away from me. I soon learned to use bug spray. I must have looked like a complete spaz.

oh.my.gosh. I have Spongebob's Best Day Ever on my Ipod too. I can't believe I am not the only one!

Sometimes Often I smell post-run clothes for another day and say, "Good enough." Not runderwear or shorts, but shirts and outerpants.

I have done the same and in the next second I chastised my 11 year old son for his b.o. and lack of appropriate personal hygiene. Forgive me, I have sinned.

Winter running is more conducive to running "doubles" (multiple workouts without washing the clothes) I'm secretly elitest. I encourage others a lot but not so deep down feel superior to the less serious runners. This leads to a small amount of self hatred since I'm slow and I know that many others are faster than me and are superior to me. It also leads to false modesty because when I post my times,I'll often say things like "I ran xx in such and such a time (slow, I know)", but I don't really think that'a all that slow.