Has Running Made Me Boring?

Yes.  Yes, it has.

Even though I’m only in the early phases of marathon training, it is already taking a lot of time, energy, and mental real estate.  I sleep, run, eat, work, then repeat.  Some days, I squeeze in a nap.

I don’t want to listen to a runner drone on about their run IRL anymore than you do.  My friends have been great about asking “How’s marathon training going?” and I always answer broadly without sharing too many boring details about my time, pace, negative splits, fartleks, or VO2 max because, really, who cares? And I’m still not really sure what VO2 max is.

This blog has been a great way for me to think through what I want to share about running, then share it clearly, concisely, and with just enough humor and wit to make it seem like I’m more interesting than I actually am these days.  My Saturday running group is another great outlet.  Running is the one thing we all have in common so we spend hours talking about it while actually doing it.  We have created an infinite loop of running and, quite possibly, a tear in the space-time continuum (which explains why I run so very slowly).

I’m getting a glimpse of what the next few months hold and I’m sorry to tell you, friend, that it’s gonna get a lot worse before it gets better. So, in the coming months, keep asking how it’s going – I promise I won’t go into too much detail.  And when we’re hanging out and you notice that I don’t have much to say, don’t call 9-1-1 because you’ve never heard silence come out of my mouth.  Just tell me about the interesting and exciting non-running things in your life.

That’s all, folks.