I realize that we as humans are blessed with many different friends in life.. Many that have same interest, and many that have very different... many different ages and backgrounds.. and I think that is one of the beauties in life...
I love my close girl friends that seem to have the questions of how far did you run? And to no surprise when I tell them, their response is usually.. "Ugh, Sick." This morning, (or late morning) was the first morning in a while I couldn't wait to get up and run since this ol achilles was bothering me. I ate my yummers ( ;) ) oatmeal, made sure my IPod was charged, put on my fav long spandi's, laced up my shoes, and off I went.
It was cool and brisk, and and being it wasn't incredibly too early, I thought I was having a good run...For me, average mile splits of under 9:00 since getting back is a good run..
When I got to an area of a street which has anywhere from 5-10 local bars on it, I usually don't see a soul along the streets, however today, the weekend of St. Patty's beer crawls... I saw so many people. I got some stares, some muffled comments, but also some high fives... I just laughed none the less.. One couple, standing on the corner with me, both holding a fresh cold green beer asked, "Why are you running?" I proudly said.. "the Ironman's starting gun will fire, if I am ready or not.." and the guy said ... "seriously.. THE Ironman" I smiled, said "Yes... THE IRONMAN....Cheers mate!" and off I went..
Even though at times I feel like I am missing out on some fun social nights by working those long hours, and coming in early for the next days run, it is also fun to see close friends start to get excited with me... for me... because rain, wind, snow, or shine... I as a committed endurance athlete, trying to stick to the plan.. even if I just wanna have fun sometimes!