>General Running>'blockers' - people who interrupt who when you are running
I've got a fever...
Once I was running along when this guy stopped me and asked me if I had a light for his cigarette?
On your deathbed, you won't wish that you'd spent more time at the office. But you will wish that you'd spent more time running. Because if you had, you wouldn't be on your deathbed.
only once have I given in to the urge to throw a shoulder forward and run through a group. These cute little tweeny boppers left me with no where to go in this particular section. There were 3 waves of them coming, 5 across...taking up the entire width of the boardwalk. I threw my shoulder forward and knocked the first chick out of my way and the next three waves made room for me.
Your toughness is made up of equal parts persistence and experience. You don't so much outrun your opponents as outlast and outsmart them, and the toughest opponent of all is the one inside your head." - Joe Henderson
I threw my shoulder forward and knocked the first chick out of my way and the next three waves made room for me.
How long did it take after all that, before the sound of a truck didn't make you a little nervous?
Needs more cowbell!
Kirsten - aka "Auntie Kirsten"
• 2 olympic distance duathlons -- 6 days apart -- PR at least 1
• 130#s (and stay there, gotdammit!)
.I almost shat my pants.
Am I the only one who gets far more nervous when it's pick-up trucks approaching...as opposed to sedans or minivans? Maybe it's judgemental on my part, but the guys in pick-up trucks have been the ones to hassle me more than anyone. Oh, and also guys in Bitchin' Camaros. Of course, there was also the a-hole working on his boat in the marina who thought blasting his airhorn as I went by was funny...I almost shat my pants.
Nice use of the under-appreciated past tense form of the verb shit. I once spent an entire summer being called "Shat Boy" for reasons best not discussed on a public forum.