The Lone Runner

I've made mention before that though I run I do not consider myself a "Runner".  To me  Runner is someone who enjoys running at a much greater level than I do - who can't wait to get out their shoes on and get out on the road - who doesn't whine and cry nearly as much as I do.  You know who you are.  I'd give a shout out of admiration to each and every one of you if I wasn't worried you'd be so inspired that you'd head out on a run before reading the rest of the post (you know the important parts - the stuff about me...).

I used to think that there was a special "Club" of Runners that looked down on people like me who bring up the rear in the 5Ks, are proud of 11 minute miles and do races with the goal of crossing the Finish Line. But during the past few months of training I've found this just isn't true. I've been astounded by the number of friends - even friends of friends - who have offered to help me train.  And trust me, all of these people would be in "The Club" if there was such a thing.

Until this week, however, I've never taken any of them up on it.  Why?  Because I've been scared.  I'm not part of the The Club, remember?  And though people scoff when I say "I'm NOT a good runner", the truth is, I'm not saying it to be a martyr - I'm NOT a good runner.  I run because it's something I can do from the front door of my house - someone else's house - a hotel - or wherever I might be - and all I truly need is a pair of shoes (and we all know I have those!).  I do not run because I'm a Runner. 

This week, however, I finally gave in and met my friend Meghan.  Meghan will tell you she's not a good runner but trust me, this girl is one heck of an amazing athlete.  She rocks everything she does including WINNING the age group for her first ever triathlon! Another one of Meghan's many great qualities is communication.  The girl can talk.  And, as you all know, so can I.  So needless to say it was non-stop conversation the entire run.  And you know what? It was amazing!  Before I knew it we were passing the turn around point and I wasn't even tired! 

I do have to say that I am struggling big time with shin splint pain right now so am having to walk a little so it was easier than usual from that too, but what made the difference for me on Tuesday was undoubtedly Meghan (I forgot to mention she also happens to be the most positive, encouraging person I've ever met). And, if that's not enough, her husband is also a super stud athlete and occasionally blogs about his triathlon experiences at  http://tritoblog.blogspot.com/ - check it out.  I promise you will be inspired!

Moral of the story? Don't be afraid. You don't know what you're missing out on.