Running

I went running last night. With her.

I enjoyed it because it feels good (and I got to go with her), but I hate it because it is just so boring to me for some reason. Maybe I just need to power through it. Maybe I can just utilize the iPod shuffle a little more. Maybe I can just see the benefits of being able to run everywhere I go instead of just lifting weights at home (believe it or not). Maybe I need a few more pieces of sweet gear to encourage me to run. If I were to buy new running shoes and shorts and stuff I would need to use it right? It is not absolutely horrible to go running, but it just seems like it takes sooooo long. Did you notice I enjoy the complaining too? What would I talk about then?

One thing I do like, though, is the soreness. It is just a feeling of being alive when you have soreness in your calves and thighs. I am all about that. It makes sleeping better because not only are you mentally worn out from work, you are equally physically worn out.

I've got friends that train for half-marathons, marathons, triathlons, and Iron Man Triathlons. And I complain about 20 minute jogs. It's bad. But then again, it is a good way to stay in shape because I travel so much and can't afford the opportunity to carry a bike around with me everywhere. So maybe running will grow on me. Then I will enjoy 2/3 portions of triathlons. Cause swimming laps is ridiculously more boring (and tough) even more so than running. Don't get me started...