I was talking to a friend of mine the other day who is a great runner. I was asking him about running - specifically why he liked running so much - and he began his diatribe with, "I have a love/hate relationship with running . . ." Well that got me thinking about my relationship to running. I have a love-to-hate relationship to running. Part of me enjoys the simplicity of running. You don't need a lot of stuff just a good sports bra, running shoes, and maybe some socks. You can do it anywhere in the world and it requires very very little prep time. The bad part about running, at least for me, is the amount of effort and training it takes to really make a go of it. I convinced myself last season that I did not need to spend a lot of time on my run. I decided that a great swim with a fast bike would be a hard enough double punch to not have to worry about the run. Silly girl. Now as I sit back and reflect on my season I am remembering why a triathlon is called a TRI-athlon. To be a good triathlete, you need to be a good swimmer, cyclist, and runner. You can still have your strengths and weaknesses but you need to have a balanced approach to all three disciplines. If I ever say otherwise you all have the permission to punch me in the arm or better yet, run me down in a race . . . again!
Soooooooo my goal is to work on my running a bit (I am gritting my teeth as I type this, natural reflex I guess). I ran my first post-Kona run this week and it was abysmal. But that is ok, I rallied and attempted an easy run again last night. I felt pretty good the first mile and then I hit traffic . . . Halloween traffic that is! The Common Market, a great little deli/market by my house hosts a Thursday night 4-miler. I forgot about this, but every year on the last Thursday before Halloween everyone dresses up for the run. I would say easily 50 people do this run every week so you can only imagine what craziness I saw when I turned the corner right by the market. Everyone was running, in costume. One guy was a tree, Super Mario was there, as well as Little Bo-Peep, I passed another guy running in a jail uniform complete with the ball and chain - highly appropriate Halloween fun run attire! I felt a little sheepish running the course with everyone in my ultra-lite-super-fast-matching-with-blinding-reflecter-tape running attire. Oh well, let's just say I went as a runner for Halloween!