Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!! I have felt super depleted over these past four or five weeks of midterm hell. On many fronts, I’m drained and absolutely destroyed. I look like the walking dead, my workout schedule has been erratic at best, I had a devil of a cold that sucked the life out of me for two weeks mid-midterms, and I think my life nearly fell apart about midway through the past few weeks.
What’s that you say? I’m a drama queen?
That I am my friend, that I am.
Today was the first day coming out of the fog and I looked the part of the fluorescent-clad crazy person this morning on my run: bright blue crops, yellow tank, hot pink pullover, and crazy hair. Ask my friend’s boyfriend. I think I scared the life out of him when I ran up to him in the park this morning.
But we’re not talking about my color-blindness at 6am.
This past weekend was the NYU DPT 5K. I didn’t run particularly fast (for me) but I ran a decent time. But you know what I’m not afraid to admit? 5Ks aren’t really my style.
It’s not my style to go blasting out of the gates, elbowing people left and right for position in the lead pack. It’s just not my thing.
My style is a race I can find a groove in. Starting off at a decent pace and being able to think while I’m running. I could not think the entire time I was running on Saturday. I just couldn’t. It felt rushed and I was nervous the entire time.
Half marathons are about my speed. I enjoy the occasional 10K for some speed, but I generally dig 15K-half marathon distances.
It’s also not my style to be competitive with anyone but myself. Sure, I sometimes look ahead and try to catch other people but not because I want to beat them. I use them as goal posts to keep me going.
Some runners get all personal and won’t talk to other runners at races or socially. Some runners won’t socialize with runners who are slower than them. Some runners won’t hang with runners who are faster than them.
That is just not my style.
It hurts my heart when snobby runners say snobby things. I love my fast runners friends and my newer, not-as-fast runner friends. I love my non-runner friends who took me running when I was gimpy and needed bodyguards.
What’s the point of being snobby? You love a 5K? Cool. The 3000 meter race is your cup of tea? You go on with your bad self. You do ultras? I mean, ok. You’re crazy, but ok.
But don’t make fun of other runners who prefer the treadmill to the freezing cold. Or tights to shorts when it’s 40 degrees. Or runners who call it a day instead of running in the snow/rain/sleet/snot.
Let’s not have our community be THAT community. Let’s just all be runners, ok?