i started a 5k running clinic at the running room. i'd gone running a few times with g. and decided that it would be a fun thing to do. when i was going to the gym regularly my trainer always made me run for 30 min on the treadmill, at least this way the scenery changes a bit, not to mention that with the humidity i feel like i am running and enjoying a sauna at the same time. i just doubled my productivity.
i dunno if i like it yet... we'll see. i'm not used to people being really nice and "cheerleadery" (which everyone at the running room seems to be). i usually think that it's disingenuous and phony but i don't think that is the case this time. it's left me a little unsettled to know that i can be that pessimistic about people.
the first run was short, just 2k and it wasn't too bad except for the sharp pain in my sides and the humidity which made me sweat like a hooker in church.
i went out again today before settling down to get some work done, ran for about 25min through high park and i really enjoyed it. i'm really self-conscious about how i look when, call it "fat kid syndrome" or whatever you want i can't help but feel really disgusted with myself in exercise clothes. post-breakup marcos is feeling a touch on the chubs side and i don't like it. but then again when have i ever liked my body? right. never.
it's not all black-clouds and after-school movie specials though, these feelings are counterbalanced by the fact that i love how i feel when i run. i'm all by myself with my thoughts and it gives me time to think things over and sort things out. besides the exercise i'm getting it's also a great opportunity to get in some serious thinking time. for a short time nothing else matters it's just me and my route.
except for when i ran through the high park zoo, then it was me, the route and the smell of bison poo.