I had a wonderful run today. I kept it low and slow almost the whole time. I'm still alternating running and walking for a few more weeks yet; but I'm covering about 3.2 miles overall. Anyway, for the last half mile or so I couldn't resist pushing my pace a bit. My legs felt springy and desirous of speed. I couldn't very well deny them altogether, now, could I? It felt good...I was a little worried that "Fast Sharon" might not be in there anymore, that she might have let herself out while I was busy getting too old for this shit. But no, she's still there. She'll just require a more finessed coaxing than she used to, I think.
Mind you, she's not all that fast, objectively speaking. She...I...(whatever) do alright, but I'd never hold a candle to, say, Joan Benoit Samuelson or anything, so I should be clear that I don't mean to imply any such thing. No...by "Fast Sharon," I just mean...the fast version of me, the one who can get a bit of lead out when she's so inclined. The one who likes to be able to, every now and then.
Mind you, she's not all that fast, objectively speaking. She...I...(whatever) do alright, but I'd never hold a candle to, say, Joan Benoit Samuelson or anything, so I should be clear that I don't mean to imply any such thing. No...by "Fast Sharon," I just mean...the fast version of me, the one who can get a bit of lead out when she's so inclined. The one who likes to be able to, every now and then.
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Date: 2009-04-22 02:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-22 04:44 pm (UTC)Thanks for responding to this post--I didn't realize that you felt similarly (though it also doesn't surprise me), and it is pretty rare that I encounter someone who does. It is sometimes hard to explain my way of running to my friends and family; I have a particularly hard time when I go running with someone who is all about the miles, speed, gadgets, racing, etc. For this reason, plus all of the above, I usually prefer to run alone.
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Date: 2009-04-24 05:12 am (UTC)