You're Running

A long time ago, my very best friend, the fish man, was in a verbal altercation. I don't even know if it was an altercation. Matter of fact, I don't even know who it was with. But I will never forget his comeback in the conversation:

"You're running."

How can you have a comeback to that? You can't. All of that to get to the running-today, I ran a half mile. I do realize that people run marathons that are 26 some miles. Big whoop. I ran a half mile. For some reason, God has really pushed me to excercise more in taking better care of my body. Well, I think I may know the reason-if you are going to live in NYC, you are going to have to walk more than other cities. Especially more than R-town. (PS to mg-it has been 304 days since my last cigarette-61 days and you owe me some cash) I worked less than a mile from work for the last four years, and I drove my car. That is nuts. That is assnine. Everyone in communitas has talked about the physical drain. Anywho-I'm rambling-back to running. I have not run for runnings sake since HS. Today I rode the stationary bike for 10 miles. Then I ran a half mile. I probably could have made it a whole mile, but I didn't want to hurt myself. Maybe tomorrow I'll run a whole mile. Who is this typing? I like excercising, and I would have NEVER said that five years ago/ten years ago/twenty years ago? Crazy.
'You're stupid.'
'You're fat.'
'You're running.'

Try it. There is no comeback.

Comments

Anonymous said…
wow, that is awesome. When I first read that you ran a half mile, I thought maybe someone stole your wallet and you were forced to run as you chased down the perp! Then, as I read on, I realized that you were perhaps in an controlled, gym-like environment. No thieves to chase? Very cool.
October 28, 2008 at 10:29 PM
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