smithformeragent
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I ran the New Boston Half Marathon this morning.
Beautiful course!
Considering I didn’t really train, I’ll take the 1:55:33 finish.
The real hilight came on the walk back to the car when I tried making small talk with another runner. I commented on how warm it got; 72 degrees by the time we finished.
He then started berating me for running in a baseball cap and wearing headphones. He lectured me on how it ruins the running experience because it eliminates the interaction between runners, and that headphones used to be banned in all sanctioned events.
The guy was dropping F bombs. It was like my dad was lecturing me as a child.
I explained to him that I got where he was coming from for sure, but just like Maui is nothing without his hook, I’m nothing without music.
We then discussed the psychological challenges of distance running, and how bonking a race can do a number on one’s psyche. He advised me not to look at my time or the course mile markers, and instead to find an attractive female to run behind and (you can imagine).
I told him I had to get in my car and go home to my cats.
He told me his name is Heath.
I said I’d see him at the next race, but that I still planned on wearing headphones.
Beautiful course!
Considering I didn’t really train, I’ll take the 1:55:33 finish.
The real hilight came on the walk back to the car when I tried making small talk with another runner. I commented on how warm it got; 72 degrees by the time we finished.
He then started berating me for running in a baseball cap and wearing headphones. He lectured me on how it ruins the running experience because it eliminates the interaction between runners, and that headphones used to be banned in all sanctioned events.
The guy was dropping F bombs. It was like my dad was lecturing me as a child.
I explained to him that I got where he was coming from for sure, but just like Maui is nothing without his hook, I’m nothing without music.
We then discussed the psychological challenges of distance running, and how bonking a race can do a number on one’s psyche. He advised me not to look at my time or the course mile markers, and instead to find an attractive female to run behind and (you can imagine).
I told him I had to get in my car and go home to my cats.
He told me his name is Heath.
I said I’d see him at the next race, but that I still planned on wearing headphones.
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