(I was wearing the crotchless capris)
@BeachesRunner
With a mohawk trimmed into the carpet, I presume.
1983
meh
The whole Candice "fat" thread was fucked up. Some people took what she wrote as a personal attack when it clearly was not. Now what Candice wrote might have been ill thought and short sighted but it contained no evil intent towards anyone on this board. The resulting nuclear personal attack on Candice was uncalled for. I am not defending what she wrote, but people come on.
"You can't untrain for Monkey" - bdub
Swadvad
Hey Slosh, Shut up and run more, you pansy!
The Greatest of All Time
Finally, two videos to share: The first one is entitled THIS IS HOW WE HANDLE SHIT AT FENWAY. The second one, FENWAY SECURITY IS NOT NEARLY AS GOOD AT CATCHING PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT FAT AND SLOW.
You know, I've really had enough. I run in a skirt because it's comfortable...fuck you if that makes me less of a runner. I just ran 12 miles on an injured knee, have had a couple of months of dealing with serious respiratory shit and now the knee thing--great way to kick-off marathon training, huh? I'm sure someone will tell me that I have no place running a marathon, next. So I'm not a purist or an elite...I'm just a chubby jogger in a skirt running at a slug's pace. I guess you could mock me for being a fatty on the couch eating bon-bons, too. I can't win no matter what I do. I could wear shorts and spend my runs in pain and bleeding from severe chafing (I had issues with shorts back in HS when I weighed 110#s, too). That would probably make me a real runner.
What was the secret, they wanted to know; in a thousand different ways they wanted to know The Secret. And not one of them was prepared, truly prepared to believe that it had not so much to do with chemicals and zippy mental tricks as with that most unprofound and sometimes heart-rending process of removing, molecule by molecule, the very tough rubber that comprised the bottoms of his training shoes. The Trial of Miles; Miles of Trials
Damn Yankee
Candice isn't going anywhere. We're taking back the swamp and when we're done she'll be back and she'll fit right in. This place needs people with a fire in their belly and a sense of goddam humor. The kind of fire that gets you out the door to DO something not the kind that gets your panties in a bunch over what someone else thinks of your "outfit." The kind that doesn't come with built-in excueses or whining. The kind of fire that lets you run a breakthrough marathon three weeks after a gastro-intestinal meltdown in the race you've been training for for six months. Intestingal goddam fortitude. That kind. Where the fuck is sabershooter, anyway? And the kind of sense of humor that lets you be the but of every shit and diaper joke anyone can think of and let it roll off. Not the kind who gives a rats ass whether you like my skirt (not that I personally wear skirts.) And for the record I never said I was leaving for good, just going for a beer with Scout and JK. I'll take this whole place with me when I go motherfuckers. WHAT NOW, BITCHES??
S&M Collector
Maybe you should experiment with new techniques. Ones that don't break your legs.
Inhale
Maybe it was just the timing, but it felt deconstructive. I turned off the computer, slept on it, and in the morning, it didn't matter.
Yes, I do "run in this." So should you. The weather is never as bad as it seems from behind your office or car window.
I think everybody here has had one or two direct or indirect comments they could have taken personally. Good advice, Casa.
I'm so laid-back that I've never taken anything personally...until you said that Drew. How dare you insult my laidbackness?
A Saucy Wench
But accountants are just cooler than most. We have to remember that.
I have become Death, the destroyer of electronic gadgets
"When I got too tired to run anymore I just pretended I wasnt tired and kept running anyway" - dd, age 7
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