So, I completely missed my annual chance at narcissism – 21 April marked three years of my blogging about not running nearly as often as I should.
What have I learned in that time?
1) Wet cotton tees and humid days make bloody nipples
2) Running and eating crap keep you fat
3) It’s a lot easier to keep running when you know that people are checking up on you
4) There are fewer freaks on the internet than we’ve been lead to believe
Three years ago, I was starting out at about 190 lbs, where I’d been for about three years. I’ve been between 170 and 175 for the last 30 months, more or less. Back then, three miles was a stretch. Now, it’s a minimum. I’m two marathons, a handful of tris, and a bunch of shorter races to the better.
And a whole lot of inspiration from wonderful folks around the world.
You guys rock.
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Dave, in the comments, mentions I’m not looking for freaks in the right places. I suppose that I wasn’t specific enough – the RBF is full of running freaks. Maybe “creeps” would have been a better word?
I love you freaks.
