Let's get real, everyone. Running sucks. Maybe you love it and maybe it works wonders for you... but, for me, it sucks. You hear that, running? You suck.
Sure, there are pros. It does make me feel better and releases endorphins and I feel like I can take on the world and my heart rate gets pumping and I sweat and it's like "Awesome! This is awesome!"
But, then, I get home... and my knees are like, "Hey, asshole, you only think about yourself." And then my knees get talking to my ankles and my ankles get talking to my feet and somehow, my back joins the conversation... and it's all just a mess. My body hates me. It wants me to STOP.
I am a pusher, though. For the past three weeks, I pushed it. Every day, I'd get up and go for a walk/jog/run. Today, I woke up with all these aches and pains and I finally gave it a break.
Running is great. I support it. And if you love running, I'm happy for you. Really, I am. I'm sure you have a lot of life left in you. I have the body of a 70 year old. My joints and bones are literally falling apart as I type this. (With very, very stiff and achy fingers from what I assume is arthritis.)
So, running, maybe I'll come back to you. Maybe I'll realize that you're just not something I can do every single day. Maybe I'll understand that the streets of Boston are not easy on my body, what with all those cobblestones and brick. At least I tried. But, I think I'm going to stick with my easy-on-the-joints yoga/pilates. Because, right now, you totally suck.
1 comment:
Haha! Aww! But good for you for pushing through and for listening to your body. Maybe you can give the elliptical a go? Still a good cardiovascular workout like running (and I believe it burns more calories!) but is much easier on the knees.
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