My style is a race I can find a groove in. Starting off at a decent pace and being able to think while I’m running. I could not think the entire time I was running on Saturday. I just couldn’t. It felt rushed and I was nervous the entire time.
Half marathons are about my speed. I enjoy the occasional 10K for some speed, but I generally dig 15K-half marathon distances.
I look calm at mile 20, no?
It’s also not my style to be competitive with anyone but myself. Sure, I sometimes look ahead and try to catch other people but not because I want to beat them. I use them as goal posts to keep me going.
Some runners get all personal and won’t talk to other runners at races or socially. Some runners won’t socialize with runners who are slower than them. Some runners won’t hang with runners who are faster than them.
That is just not my style.
Running friends come in all shapes and sizes and abilities and I love them all!
It hurts my heart when snobby runners say snobby things. I love my fast runners friends and my newer, not-as-fast runner friends. I love my non-runner friends who took me running when I was gimpy and needed bodyguards.
What’s the point of being snobby? You love a 5K? Cool. The 3000 meter race is your cup of tea? You go on with your bad self. You do ultras? I mean, ok. You’re crazy, but ok.
But don’t make fun of other runners who prefer the treadmill to the freezing cold. Or tights to shorts when it’s 40 degrees. Or runners who call it a day instead of running in the snow/rain/sleet/snot.
Let’s not have our community be THAT community. Let’s just all be runners, ok?