I don't hide my so-called running. But I don't talk a lot about it either.
That said, more people in my crowd know about it, and they'll occasionally ask me about it in a group setting.
Someone mentioned something yesterday about the marathon coming up. One mom I don't know very well (who is trim and fit-looking and undoubtedly much faster than me) was surprised and said this: "Have you been training?" As if I'd be attempting a distance like that without training.
It's incidents like that that make me realize I'm not ready to go on maintenance yet. I'll probably never look gaunt like a serious runner. Nor do I necessarily want to be skinny-skinny. But I still feel the contempt from in-shape people who don't really know or understand. Of course, some people are just naturally contemptuous of others anyway. It's impossible to eliminate getting "attitude." And it really shouldn't matter anyway. When I get in my Zen places, it doesn't anyway.
Today's run: 45 minutes. No music. No measuring mileage. No walk breaks. Just getting out there.
Side effect of training and other busy-ness: I'm losing my reputation for quickly responding to people.
A friend asked me today if I were mad at her because I've been slower to respond to her emails. Of course not! I don't do that. I'm undoubtedly passive-aggressive in some ways I'm not self-aware enough to recognize -- but I don't do that. Some women (yes, it's invariably women) I know do. They try to tell you they're irritated with you by answering your emails less quickly or more briefly. It usually takes me a while to get that message. Because I Never Do That. The speed at which I respond to an email has absolutely nothing to do with my feelings toward the sender. It has to do with what's going on in my life or whether or not I'm near the computer. And how easy the question is to answer.
You Can Go Your Own Way
2 days ago