Every morning in Africa, an antelope wakes up. It knows it must outrun the fastest lion, or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest antelope, or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you're the lion or an antelope -- when the sun comes up, you'd better be running. -African proverb

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Fun Stuff!

Borrowed these from another blog that I follow (and highly recommend).  http://ccooper.typepad.com/writing_on_the_run/

(Added the highlighted comments myself.)

You Know You're a Runner When ...      
. . . the theme from “Rocky” gives you goose bumps.  Or is your ringtone!
. . . you keep running clothes in the carry-on and regular clothes in a checked bag.  Don't want them to get lost.
. . . you give up running for Lent.  I'd rather give up sleep.
. . . you plan vacations around races.  Absolutely!  Where are we off to next, Rach?!
. . . you spend $100 on running shoes but buy other shoes on sale.  I think I own more running shoes than other shoes.
. . . you can easily convert kilometers to miles, and vice-versa.   50K = 31 miles
. . . you have a tan line when you take off your runner’s watch.  Other tan lines, too!
. . . you’re excited that your next birthday will put you in a new racing age group.  Whoo-hoo turned 40!  And celebrated with Karla!
. . . you get a massage but it’s not for pleasure.  Every month.
. . . you use “easy run” and “5 miles” in the same sentence.  Or longer . . .
. . . you go into Starbucks more often to use the bathroom than to buy coffee.  Pretty close, but yeah.
. . . you enjoy going to the golf course, but not to golf.  Good times with Laura & Blue.
. . . you give up Friday happy hour because you have a long run the next morning.  I actually trade my husband – he gets Happy Hour on Fridays if I can run both days on the weekend!
. . . you spend more on running clothes than on school or work clothes.  (See the 5th one.)
. . . you’re the only one outside in the pouring rain.  Or with Aimee in the blizzardy snow!
. . . you’re actually proud of your blackened toe nails.  Proud of my calluses, actually.
. . . there is a “running” playlist on your iPod.  My iPod is only for running.
. . . you go for a run the morning of your wedding day.  Check!  Great run with Noni.
. . . you get mad that an injury keeps you from running, not that it damaged your body.  Injury?  What's that?
. . . your first question to the doctor is “How soon can I go running gain?”  Or to Olivia right after I finished my first ultra!
. . . you have no problem awaking early Saturday morning, but hit the snooze M-F.  Actually up early every day.
. . . you’d rather take the steps than the elevator.  Even after running a 50K.
. . . you generate more laundry than a newborn.  No wonder . . .
. . . you know exactly how far that daily run was.  And have logged it multiple times. Right, Joanna?!
. . . you run for fun. No, seriously.  This one’s for you, Ali!

Your turn.  How many describe you?!?

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