you just have to put your big girl panties on and run, even when you mind plays these tricks on you:
So, I've totally gotten over the fear of what I look like to others as I plug away on the treadmill. I realized that no one else cares about the mild cardiac infraction I appear to be having around mile 3.5 every other day (mainly because they are having their own and trying to cover it up, or trying to hide from the child care worker that has come to tell them that Sally jammed a jellybean up her nose during craft time and her stay in the Kid Zone is now over). What I am having a harder time with is running outside in my neighborhood. Near people I know. Most of them fairly well. I'm convinced they are thinking one or all of the following:
1. Why on earth did she think compression tights were suitable for daylight and/or small children viewing hours.
2. So this is what she means by "running"?
3. This explains the pumpkin muffins from Panera.
Have you ever read anything more ridiculous? Why can't I get over this? Does this happen to you? I feel like this would be normal if I were 14, but now?
I am 40 years old and went through the exact same thing after running on my treadmill at home for a couple of years. I thought that neighbors would mock my running form and laugh at the poor woman who was under the mistaken impression she could run. I started running outside under the cover of night but then worked up to the daylight hours by running directly to another neighborhood. Turns out the neighbors still spotted me! The funny part is that I have received nothing but good feedback, not the critical feedback I anticipated. I've learned that I love running outside and most people are envious that I exercise regularly.
ReplyDeleteI just saw this on Facebook and tagged my GFs who all run together. I can't bring myself to run in public! Ever! That's why I have my treadmill :)
ReplyDeletePlus, they all TALK while they run. And I? Can barely breathe. So, yeah, I run in my basement and don't even let my husband see me.
I can't talk while I run either!!
ReplyDeleteI love this post! And your blog!
When I was in middle school, one of my friends told me I run like a horse. Now...I don't know what the hell that means, but you won't catch me running, despite the cute wardrobe I have TO run IN.
ReplyDeleteomg, i didn't know you were a runner! i want to become one but am afraid i would die. seriously.
ReplyDeletexo, jenny
I think this all the time!
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Pretty sure I repinned this on Pinterest. I feel the same way...I'm sure everyone does!
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