Wow. What a morning, America.
I must say, I never thought I would applaud someone’s death — that’s such a grim thought — but over the past few days, with both the Royal Wedding and Osama Bin Laden’s death, I’ve felt so much American pride. I love when the country comes together (of course, we came together for the Royal Wedding, which wasn’t even happening here, but whatever) and surges with emotion. It warms my heart.
And what better way to celebrate living in the heart of it all — New York City — than with a run through Central Park?
This morning I had my second running date! I’m turning into quite the running buddy whore now, aren’t I? (I have a third date later this week!)
Megan and I had planned to meet at Engineer’s Gate in Central Park at 6:15 am.
That meant no morning dawdling.
Just wake up, use the bathroom, get dressed, use the bathroom again, do some abs, put running watch on, then freak out and use the bathroom one last time, just to be safe.
I wanted to wear a red, white and blue running outfit, but I didn’t have one, so I settled on my National Half Marathon shirt.
What? It screams patriotism to me. The race was in D.C. That’s as American as it gets.
I was a little nervous about running with Megan. If you read her blog (which you obviously should), you know that she’s a running superstar. She’s fast. Real fast. Like, qualifies for Boston fast, and I didn’t want to hold her back.
Remember, I get anxiety about running dates.
But my fears were eased when we covered 6.5 miles together at a comfortable, conversational pace.
Megan introduced me to Central Park’s bridle path, which I’ve been wanting to explore more. After this weekend’s long run, my knees definitely appreciated the softer surface.
I always hear people saying that when you run with someone else, the miles fly by. I never bought it. People are crazy.
But it was so true this morning. My watch kept beeping after each mile we finished and I was shocked. We chatted about everything from blogging and boys to our first half marathon experiences.
It was an awesome start to my day. So thank you, Megan, for further easing my apprehension about running with friends. I had a great time!
Also, there were pretty flowers on my way home.
I wish I could say I liked those flowers, but the way my allergies are acting up makes me want to cut them up and murder them.
Sorry. Brief moment of allergy-induced rage.
Back to my point: buddy running is cool, even though I always refused to do it.
For so long I said I would never run with someone else. I was too worried about going too fast, going too slow, taking too many action photos or having to stop and go to the bathroom mid-run (which, as I’ve learned, all runners understand/have been there). I’ve always viewed running as an individual activity, not a team sport.
But lately I’ve really enjoyed having running company. Realizing that this morning that got me thinking about other things I swear I’d never do. There are some things I still stand by, but other things I’m more open to.
In the spirit of the game we all loved playing
so that we’d get really drunk in college, here’s my list of running-related things I’ve never done.
Never Have I Ever…
- Stopped to pee during a race. Nope. I’m a “just keep going, you’re almost done” kind of girl.
- Run in just a sports bra. Yeah, that’s still not something that’s going to happen. I keep my shirt on, thank you.
- Fueled with a Gu or gel. That will probably change soon, but they make me and my stomach very nervous.
- Run more than 7 miles without music. That may change, too, if I keep doing longer runs with friends. But for a long time music was my main source of motivation.
- Worn a running skirt. Meh. Not really my thing. I’m a short shorts kind of girl.
- Run a race with a friend. Sure I’ve signed up with friends, but I’ve never started and finished with a buddy. I need to get in the zone and do my own thing.
- Not wanted to PR. What? I’m competitive. With myself, at least.
- Run in any borough other than Manhattan. It’s where I live, so it’s easiest, but this will change on May 21 when I run the Brooklyn Half Marathon.
- Run a marathon! Come September 24 this will officially come off the “Never Have I Ever” list and I can’t wait.
YOUR TURN: Finish the phrase, obviously. Never have I ever ________________.