Half Marathoner
About two weeks ago, or so, I ran a half marathon. I haven’t written about it until now because I haven’t known what I should make out of it. Was it fun? Yes. Was it worth it? Yes. Did I have an epiphany? No. Hence . . .
Not having a runner’s epiphany shouldn’t be a big surprise, especially on a long, public run. The half marathon started at 8:00am, in the rain, and the rain stayed for the better part of the course. I still finished in less than four hours, heard my name called, and a handful of people came in after me. I didn’t have a great finish time, but I did have a finishing time. That is all that matters in my book. I chalk this one up to good times. For the record, if you don't use gel you may or may not end up with blisters on various parts of your body. It's all good.
Even with my iPod a long run can still get lonely, and you are still left to your own thoughts (even if they aren’t necessarily good ones). Like I said, nothing profound, but a few key points did come into play. Like, that some people will never change; some people will always be assholes; and some people are not worth the effort/fight. At the time I was merely thinking about the evolution of things, and how sometimes friendships are better than lovers and friends can be better as distant memories. Instead, in the past couple of days a long, hostile filled relationship finally ended. It’s not worth going into; let’s just say I should never have let someone talk to me like that for so long, or even at all. It was not a lover, of sorts, and friendships should never be that volatile. Shit happens.
None-the-less sometimes runs and races don’t bring epiphanies, but they do bring thoughts that haunt you for a later date. In the end, I finished my half marathon—one for which I was not fully prepared (yea, I finished, but I could certainly be in better shape)—got my finisher’s medal and now I have my half marathon card. See:
And yea, I’m still not happy with what I see in the mirror. All in good time, I guess.
Not having a runner’s epiphany shouldn’t be a big surprise, especially on a long, public run. The half marathon started at 8:00am, in the rain, and the rain stayed for the better part of the course. I still finished in less than four hours, heard my name called, and a handful of people came in after me. I didn’t have a great finish time, but I did have a finishing time. That is all that matters in my book. I chalk this one up to good times. For the record, if you don't use gel you may or may not end up with blisters on various parts of your body. It's all good.
Even with my iPod a long run can still get lonely, and you are still left to your own thoughts (even if they aren’t necessarily good ones). Like I said, nothing profound, but a few key points did come into play. Like, that some people will never change; some people will always be assholes; and some people are not worth the effort/fight. At the time I was merely thinking about the evolution of things, and how sometimes friendships are better than lovers and friends can be better as distant memories. Instead, in the past couple of days a long, hostile filled relationship finally ended. It’s not worth going into; let’s just say I should never have let someone talk to me like that for so long, or even at all. It was not a lover, of sorts, and friendships should never be that volatile. Shit happens.
None-the-less sometimes runs and races don’t bring epiphanies, but they do bring thoughts that haunt you for a later date. In the end, I finished my half marathon—one for which I was not fully prepared (yea, I finished, but I could certainly be in better shape)—got my finisher’s medal and now I have my half marathon card. See:
And yea, I’m still not happy with what I see in the mirror. All in good time, I guess.
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