Uhm. I ran a MARATHON this week, and signed up for another... And will probably run a 2nd 50k this year. And am going climbing outdoors after work today. Because the pacific northwest is the best place in the goddamn world for me right now. This year is shaping up so much better than I could have hoped for despite the set backs. I want to keep that momentum going. Went on a couple of dates with a girl this past week, and realized a key component was missing from my last relationship. There wasn't enough of an "edge" to it, and I think I understand why people break up with nice guys a lot better now...
Which did you sign up for? Feeling like signing up just a couple days after is impressive. It took me over a month! What do you mean by "edge?"
The same one for next year. Then a friend and I think will be running a 50k together in Oregon this November. The cutoff times are slightly less aggressive than the 50k I'm running at the end of July, so that's promising. Easier course, too. Running that marathon has, at least in the short term, changed the way I look at certain things. Especially myself. Yesterday I looked in my closet, saw my mountaineering boots and running clothing, and felt something more of an identity than I've felt in a while. That's a good question, I'll hopefully have a better way of answering that after a couple of more dates with her.
There's probably a really interesting discussion there about identity. I still sort of struggle to identify as a runner. I'm just someone who runs. I don't have a 26.2 sticker on my car, but I do have a 46er sticker. There's a run-bike-run duathlon here in a couple weeks. While I have no identity with duathlons, I'm intrigued. It's 2-25.3-2. I have a nice but not pro or tri bike, and I've never done a transition.
For eight years I refused to put on a helmet while riding a bicycle in Los Angeles. Why? I refused to associate myself with those people. They still bug me no end. I was commuting home one day and three humorless fucks ripped by me... and then slowed down so I passed them. Then there was a downhill so they ripped by me... and then slowed down so I passed them. Then there was another downhill so they ripped by me... and then slowed down. As I passed them I said You know, you guys could say hi or some shit like we like each other. I mean, you've been failing to taillight me for ten miles now. They mumbled "sorry" and fell the fuck back. Fucking hate LA bikers.