Let's just say I am not fast.
After I run I normally either want to pass out or throw up (or a combo).
I have never had a run in the double digits.
I hate hills (I don't know how people could like them).
I usually eat 5 minutes before I go for a run or chug a bottle of water to fuel up and get ready (maybe that explains the previous wanting to throw up issue)
I sweat...a lot. Like, I think way more than a normal girl.
I like running in sunglasses. Not athletic ones. Just my regular everyday ones.
I hate tan lines...but for some reason I love when I get a tan line from running. It proves I have been working hard.
I consider myself a runner, even after all the above things. If people can march to the beat of their own drum, they can run to their own pace too, right?
|Here is the proof that I am not fast, and I am proud that 4.5 miles is more like a normal for me, than extremely hard. I remember when 1 mile was a struggle and it has taken me a long time to build up. |