I Am Still A Runner…

Welcome back from the weekend! How was it for you? Did you race/run/spin/downward dog/walk/lift/etc.? I ran, but mostly did adult things like take care of pressing household issues. I was thrilled (for more than one reason) that the weather was dark and stormy all weekend–no better time to be running all over Deliverance than on a cold, rainy day! So happy I didn’t miss out on the sunshine.

There’s something that’s been on my mind lately, partly because it’s a hot topic of conversation among runners and non-runners alike and everyone seems to have an opinion. What makes a runner a “runner”? Some people have a laundry list of exactly what makes a runner a “runner”. I have one qualification: you run. That’s it.

And it go me thinking…

I am still a runner even though I look like this when I run:

Yeah, Jersey.

…not like this:

Kara Goucher, you're my hero (photo courtesy of Erica Miss America)

I am still a runner even though I mostly run here:

IBD doesn't will never stop me! I *heart* the treadmill.

…not here:

I miss my Central Park runs (sigh)

I am still a runner even though I probably eat too much of this:

Nutritionist asked me to eat more yogurt. 16 Handles froyo counts, right?

…and not enough of this:

It looks like pea soup, but is actually pretty tasty!

I am still a runner even though I am regularly hopped-up on drugs:

No blood-doping here. Just your run-of-the-mill internal biologic warfare.

…and sometimes, even steroids for a race:

Good thing I wasn't drug tested at Philly. I am guilty of steroid use during a competitive event. Not that I'm anyone's competition, but totally 'roided up nonetheless.

I am still a runner even though I don’t finish first.

I am still a runner even though I don’t run very fast.

I am still a runner even though I haven’t raced since Philly.

I am still a runner even though I sometimes choose spinning over running.

I am still a runner even though I don’t get paid to run.

I am still a runner even though I don’t run every day.

I am still a runner even though I haven’t qualified for the Boston Marathon.

I am still a runner even though I don’t run for a team.

I am still a runner even though I sometimes run in a skirt.

LOVE my Speed Skirt.

I am a runner because I run.

And so are you.

Now go out and run!

Ode To My Headphones

As you well know, I have been logging my mileage exclusively on the treadmill (not so much a choice as a necessity, don’t hate). I miss running outside for so many reasons, not the least of which is because I don’t require headphones when I’m pounding through Central Park or the East River or along the Hudson. It’s so lovely to just be outside and take in my surroundings on a run.

Treadmill running is an entirely different beast. I NEED music. I will go CRAZY without it. Easy solution, my trusty little iPod.

Very necessary.

Major problem: I am a SWEATY BEAST on the treadmills. Like, sweat goes everywhere-my treadmill, my neighbors’ treadmills. Seriously, I warn people getting on next to me that they might become victims of flying sweat, should they choose to run next to me. Consider yourself warned!

11 miles later. Sweaty. Girl.

Problem? Earphones fall out when I start to sweat. I started with the ones that come with the iPod. Yeah, total fail and everyone in the world can hear what I’m listening to as well. I’m kind of a private person at the gym. Second option? Earbuds. They worked until the sweat started dripping. Then, total fail. Really, really annoying to be all like, “Wow! They’re working!” until mile 6 and then it’s, “Stupid *%$#-ing headphones, STAY IN MY EARS!”

Solution? My Bose heaphones.

They may look a little funny, but they are tiny miracles for your ears.

I borrowed a pair from my friend for the Jersey Marathon and will be forever grateful that I did. Not only did I desperately need my music during that marathon, but it was indeed a warm day and no other headphones would have made it through those 26.2 miles with me. They didn’t slip. They didn’t hurt. They didn’t get all hot and burn the inside of my little ears. I fell in love right then and there.

I might be smiling because my headphones are awesome. Or because it's the last mile of a marathon. You know, either one.

They also helped keep me motivated during the Philly Marathon.

All geared up and ready for Philly!

No, Bose didn’t pay me to write this. No one pays me to write (but they should…) about awesome gear. I am just one runner in search of my perfect tools and tricks to get through 26.2 and every other distance feeling great. Bad headphones can really get my blood boiling during a run. No more! Yes, they’re pricey. But, as with anything you use often that brings you comfort and joy, it’s totally worth the investment.

Now, if only someone could make a water bottle that is weightless, even when full of water. Get on that, scientists!

Now go out and run!