How do you know you're a runner?
Well for one, you and your runner friends make a party out of live-streaming a marathon. Who needs football when the Chicago Marathon is on?
This morning a bunch of us got together to track some of our friends running the race. Since it's hard to find TV coverage of big races (note to media: get on that), we checked out the live stream on the computer while we ate a lot. There were brownies (courtesy of me), the best grits ever, pancakes, cupcakes, quiche, mimosas, and a bunch of other stuff. After tracking our friends to the finish, I headed home to sleep off the carb load.
One thing that watching big races like Chicago, Boston, and NYC does is motivate me to get off my butt. I'm sure it's that way for a lot of people, whether they run or not. I'm still really bummed about last year's NYC race, especially since I still deal with some residual IT band pain that is keeping me from ramping up the distance like I want to. Today I decided to suck it up and I went for a run.
I haven't been for a run longer than 2 miles in a long time. Even on days where my feels ok, I've noticed that I'm scared to go out for a run. Even today, when I felt some tenderness 2 miles in, I felt so defeated. Being injured sucks, and I'm starting go realize that the mental effect will be around longer than the physical.
I'm Jenn! I'm a baker, blogger, sorta-runner, and writer living in Jacksonville, Florida!