So, as I mentioned in a previous post, I’m training for a half marathon. The race is just under two weeks away now and I ran 12.5 miles a couple days ago, so I think I’m set. I plan to do a few shorter runs between now and the day of the race just to keep my body ready to run.
I’ve been running for about seven years or so. I started when I lived in Chicago. I tried to start running several times prior to that but I just couldn’t get into it. In fact, I used to think that running was the stupidest thing ever. Oh, how things have changed. Now I can’t seem to run enough. I guess that kind of makes me an addict, but it’s a good addiction, so it’s not a big deal. Better than being a meth head, right?
Over the years and the various routes I’ve run, I’ve come across many interesting objects and occasional animals. Here’s a list (in no particular order) of some of the things I’ve seen:
- Random coins
- Polka dot rubber ball
- Dog with a backpack
- Set of keys on a blue ribbon tied to a tree branch
- Transvestite on a walk wearing a fancy red sunhat
- Pair of black socks
- Pair of gray, dirty men’s briefs (ew)
- Purple, sparkly, ruffly hair scrunchy
- Geese (and all of their poo)
- Two halves of a partially decomposed road kill animal (possibly a possum?)
- Dead birds
- Monkey on a leash with a diaper and a hole cut out for the tail
The last thing, the monkey, was probably the coolest and weirdest thing I’ve ever seen on one of my routes. The couple that was “walking” their monkey had stopped along the bike trail to let the monkey climb up into a tree and I did a double take when I ran past them. I thought I was seeing things at first, but nope, that was definitely a monkey on a leash in a tree wearing a diaper.
One time I was actually passed by a guy wearing those prosthetic running blades, similar to what Oscar Pistorius wears. I was simultaneously amazed and humbled by that experience. Other experiences have left me with a slightly creepier feeling, like recently when I was whistled at by a school bus driver. Ugh. There weren’t any children on the bus, but still, that’s a little creepy to me. I’ve been whistled at and honked at while running numerous times, but the school bus driver was the ickiest. I’m not trying to brag or anything, believe me. I tend to feel the least attractive when I’m running because I’m usually a sweaty mess, so it always surprises me when someone does honk or whistle at me.
Which leads me to a different, but connected, topic. I’m a pretty active female and during all this dating stuff I’ve been doing, I find that I’m slightly more drawn to the men who say they work out than those that don’t. In fact, my ideal future partner would also be a runner so that we could share that activity together and maybe run races together and travel around doing races all over the world. So, to that end, if the current dating website I’m using doesn’t result in a worthwhile relationship, there’s another dating website specifically geared toward single individuals who are into working out that I might try. I just hope it isn’t a website full of meat head guys who are mostly into pumping iron and getting laid.