Thursday, November 01, 2007

How Crazy Am I?

It's funny how my perspective has shifted over the past few months. Our calendar for this week has a really good amount of fun - last night was trick-or-treating, of course, and on Friday night, Steve and I are going on a date. We are going to watch the Quad City Symphony's rehearsal, then go out for dinner (margaritas? tbd).

A few months ago, I would have thought, "Yay, Halloween! Yay, fun date with the husband!"

Now, I still think that, but I also think, "Guess I'm not going running on either of those nights."

The good thing is, this is the time of what Tom at Runner's Lounge has dubbed "ordinary running." That is, I'm not really training for anything specific, just running for the sake of running. Because of that, I am not now thinking, "But if I get up at 5:00, I will have time to get in a medium length run before Jack wakes up and it's time to get ready for work."

I may be crazy, but at least right now, I'm not that crazy.

Also, I am not as crazy as a certain little boy who set up a detailed Jabba's Throne Room diorama on the coffee table this morning and proceeded to dance for Jabba.


Kent said...

That's why I would never say that our running is anything but extraordinary. To go from self-diagnosed couch sloth, to a guy who dreams of running or schedules runs in a day to ensure life doesn't override them is above and beyond. Running without a specific a goal is still pretty unique in my book.

P.S. T-minus 16 days to the most run of the year.

Amy said...

The symphony and drinks sounds really nice - that is one of the benefit of ordinary running times - you can indulge a bit more.

Kent said...

Oops that should have read:

P.S. T-minus 16 days to the most fun run of the year.

K said...

Any chance you caught the dance for Jabba on tape? Because that would be awesome.

bill carter said...

I agree with Amy that the time when you are just running and not training for that "next biggest race" are some of the great times to be a runner. I love to go out on dates with my wife and have a whole bunch of Mexican food (my favorite) and indulge in a few margs... for another 8 days I'm on the "I have a race wagon" and it is no alcohol or good food for me. I can't wait to be that just a runner guy again. Until the next race....