Runners bitch. A lot. We gripe about our runs (too hilly, too fast, too slow, too rainy, too cold, too hot). We gripe about our weight (too heavy, not enough muscle tone). We list the litanies of our physical sufferings (foot, ankle, shin, calf, quad, glutes, core). We talk about our GI problems in great, disgusting detail, and other runners actually listen to this crap! (See what I did there?) Why, just the other day, I actually POSTED ON FACEBOOK that my left butt cheek hurt. Who really wants to know that? You know who? Runners.
After five months of no running, no cardio, no fun, and lots of drinking, I am back in the game. Boy, that game is tough. Last Sunday I went on a trail run in Peninsula with my friends fromThe Ohio Runners Network. I knew we would be running slowly (because it's a trail), and I thought the soft surface of the snowy trail would be a great way for me to try a long run. Also, I'm an idiot.
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