August 17, 2007
I had an epiphany yesterday.
A sudden yet intuitive perception of how running every day is like aging. It was during run 47 that the insight came to me.
Let me walk you through it ....
The childhood years ....
It's all new and exciting. Look at me, five days in a row. Look at me. I can do this.
The teenage years ...
Mood swings, I hate running. Everything is slightly more dramatic, no one understands you. One day I had a great run, the next terrible, during this time I could of packed it in very easily.
In your twenties ...
A slight cocky arrogance replaces the innocence and insecurity of those teenage years. You'll get hurt, but if you are lucky, really lucky, something like this happens. I really started to feel like I owned this running thing. I could totally do it. I rock!
We have matured and
So now what, I've run for 31 days, just to stop?
Maybe because I actually am in my 30s, but I really like the 30s. I felt so far most comfortable here. These were good times people. LIke Bruce would say ... Glory Days
In your forties
You feel great. You look great. You are captaining your destiny ship. 45 is smok'n hot!
Everything is improving, I'm getting faster and stronger. All my hard work is paying off.
Then you wake up and your are 46. Things start to hurt. Is that a hair growing out of my chin? You turn 47 and start every sentence with remember when, you don't know how lucky you have it. I watch drug commercials and have all the symptoms and side effects.
Day 47 was just as bad as day 46. I know, I know, make me stronger, have bad days ... blah blah blah.
What. Ev. Er!
I went out to do 7k, and cut it short to 5k.
I ache. I creak. That bath, with the door, that fills up when you are in it, suddenly I think this is genius!
Seriously. The last two runs hurt. Like my calves are ready to explode. My IT band is tight and screaming. I feel like I did in my 30s, the energy is there, the passion is there, but my body isn't responding. It's tired and wants early nights and warm baths.
I want to be 30 again. I think we are having a mid life crisis.
It's my 48th today. It'll be a low key affair. Celebrating alone, no balloons or cake, well maybe some cake. Then I think I'll crawl into bed and read a book.
I'm hoping that turning 50 will be life changing. Run 50 is an 18 miler. I want a big shindig of a party. I want to drunk dial myself to tell me how much I love me. I want Oprah to be right about 50, that you understand and suddenly look better than you ever have before.
Posted by Ali at August 17, 2007 8:48 AM
Your 40s, when you wish you had taken better care of yourself. Should of flossed, wore sunscreen, eaten better, drank less and not got that tattoo of homer.
Posted by: Kevin at August 17, 2007 11:42 AM
Don't forget, the midlife crisis will probably just happen in the 50s. Forget this running thing--go buy yourself a sports car.
Posted by: Amy at August 17, 2007 11:45 AM
You see, this is why I don't run every day. I don't want to know what it's going to be like to be 40. I'll get there soon enough.
Oh, and run 50 is going to SUCK! 18 miles? You're outside your mind. ;)
Posted by: Vanilla at August 17, 2007 12:44 PM
Oh, and you're welcome for the encouragement.
Posted by: Vanilla at August 17, 2007 12:46 PM
Oh, and I really need to stop saying "Oh" at the beginning of phrases.
Posted by: Vanilla at August 17, 2007 12:47 PM
I am getting all choked up with your encouraging words.
I know my next couple runs are going to be great ... even if I have to lie great :)
Posted by: Ali at August 17, 2007 2:55 PM
Hilarity!! You need some rest, Honey. Low key is good, then rest. Although the sports car was an excellent idea too. Good Luck!! 50 will be smashing...
Posted by: Nancy at August 17, 2007 3:32 PM
then when you turn 60 you'll forget that you already ran and do another or you'll forget that it hurt last time and just keep running..
Posted by: deene at August 17, 2007 4:22 PM
You are running 18 on Sunday? me too! We can suffer through our love through running together.
Posted by: Michelle at August 17, 2007 7:41 PM
You forgot to mention forgetting, which is probably why it's not in your post. Good luck running your 18 on Sunday.
Posted by: Tom at August 17, 2007 9:59 PM
Maybe you need a day off?I still can't get past the 1.97 mile mark and I have been told I have to loose some weight to get past that running mark.
Posted by: rae at August 18, 2007 3:46 PM
i am with rae. maybe a day off IS in order sweetie...you've been going at it and going at it HARD.
Well do the 18, THEN take a day off. seriously.
Posted by: justjunebug at August 18, 2007 8:10 PM