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Mental Block

WARNING!!!  today’s post is going to consist of me whining about different things in my life and a lot of negativity.  Haven’t been feeling very optimistic lately.  I have been dealing with a serious case of mental block.  It feels like I have zero control over it and it’s holding me back.  I can’t find a way to complete a task and for some reason that’s driving me insane.  

Today I had planned to go out and run a hard 8-mile run with a local running group. But instead I decided to listen to the little voice of negativity in my head and didn’t go hard.  Don’t get me wrong, I did enjoyed the run.  I got to talk to some of the guys in the group and had a pretty good time, but the problem is that my goal for the day was to run hard and see where I’m at.  It felt like I wasted a workout.

I feel like running should be helping me release stress and with all the other positive things people say running helps with.  But in reality that’s not the way things are going.  Running sucks! and is making me feel miserable. I guess I forgot how hard I have to work and how long it takes to get faster. When I got back to it I came with the wrong mentality. I wasn’t expecting it to take me this long to gain some of the speed/endurance I once had.  I’m not even close to being in shape and I’m already feeling burned out.  I know, I know…I need to stop being a pussy about it. just do the work and wait for the results to come.

Next thing I want to whine about is music.  I was super pumped to see Young the Giant for the first time ever.  Well, I was disappointed with their performance. They were out of sync.  At some points it sounded like they never played together before.  Usually that happens when members are drunk/high or haven’t played together very much.  That wasn’t their case, they didn’t look drunk or high and they have been playing together for awhile so I don’t know what happened there. Maybe I should consume way more alcohol next time…  In a positive note I will be watching The Smashing Pumpkins tonight and I can’t wait for them to play some real music.  

The next thing in the list: no other than this blog.  I tried posting something the last two days and had no luck.  I knew what I wanted to write about but couldn’t put it together.  I know I don’t have to update it everyday but nothing pisses me off more than not being able to type what I have on mind.  It seems like I have it all figured out and then POW!! its all gone.   

Well, have an amazing weekend and don’t let my negativity rub off on you. 

Running Buddy

I have been looking for a mofo crazy enough to be my running buddy for almost two months without luck.  I don’t even have high standards.  I don’t care if he/she is fast or slow as long as he/she can cover the distance.  Actually, now that I think about it, I do have a list of qualities a running buddy should have. 

What do I look for when trying to find a running buddy?  Well, I look at a lot of things.. 

1.  Numero uno is the most important one.  He/she has to be crazy enough to listen to me talk during the entire run.  I’m not kidding about this one.  I can and will talk the whole way.  I sometimes listen but most of the times I am the one doing most of the talking.   

2.  My running buddy has to be comfortable with me burping and occasionally farting.  My body likes to get rid of gas when I run.  I guess that’s a normal thing every runner goes through.  The only difference is that I’m a strong believer of: “Never hold your farts in. They travel up your spine and into your brain. That’s where shitty ideas come from…” so I release everything.

3.  He/she has to be comfortable to call me out when I occasionally change the pace.  I don’t know why I do it.  Something inside me triggers and I start running a little faster than what we are supposed be running.  I do appreciate it when someone calls me out on it right away. It saves me from feeling like crap a mile or two later. Jacob is pretty good at calling me out.

4.  Headphones?  You better not even think about it. I would round kick the crap out you.  I don’t understand why people do that.  I find it sad when I see a group of people running and instead of having a conversation they are listening to whatever crap is coming from their headphones.

5.  He/she better have a sense of humor.  I’m pretty immature and most of the times I say whatever is on my mind.  If you are easily offended there is a chance we won’t work out.  If you trip and fall expect me to laugh about it while giving you a hand up.  Pretty much be able to laugh at yourself and don’t get butt hurt when something silly happens.

6.  Be positive.  Running is hard enough so don’t bring your negativity.  Be positive and be happy with your progress. Even if you trained all year long and only got a couple of seconds faster.  Progress is progress…

7.  This one is pretty important.  Be on time.  If for some reason you are not going to make try to let me know in advance so I don’t waste my time waiting for you to show up.  Something that rustles my jimmies is when I don’t get my run done in the morning because we are supposed to run later in the evening and the mofo cancels at the last minute.  It gets me every freaking time.

8.  Don’t race me.  We are supposed to be running together not racing each other.  Nothing kills a workout more than someone who always wants to be one step ahead.  It freaking blows my mind and probably will earn you a whack behind the head (notsrs).

I can’t think about more qualities so I’ll end it here.  Anyone wants to  be my running buddy?

Hobby Jogger

I wrote this not long ago when I began taking running a little more serious.  

A hobby jogger is someone who wants to be a runner but can’t stick to it.  They lack the commitment to get up and run every day.  They run sporadically, few miles a day and take days, weeks or even months off.  They are always the ones with the latest shoes, expensive running watch and usually think that finishing a 5k, 10k or a marathon is an accomplishment.  They spend more time dressing up for a race than training for it.  When they are running you can usually tell just by looking at their face that they are about to die during an easy run.  

I started running back when I was in high school.  I didn’t care much about performance or anything related to being a good runner.  I just wanted to chill with my friends. Running was a great way to do that.  We would go on runs and talk about whatever it was that we talked back in the day. It wasn’t until junior year when my best friend Chase and I started taking it serious.  As a result we would go running more and more.  Every day after school we would go home and got ready to run. It was the same routine every day. We would put on shorts, running shoes and hit the road. Chase was so committed to it, he was always there on time and ready to go.  We never missed a day.  There were times that I would be sleeping on a Saturday morning and the alarm would go off and I would unplug it and went back to sleep.  That never worked, he always found a way to get my lazy butt up to go running.  We trained for months and we always had a good time.  Track season came around and we both noticed a lot of improvement. That’s when both of us made the switch from being hobby joggers to “runners”.  

I kept running for years after that.  Five years ago I got tired of it and quit running.  During that time I began climbing the rankings of hobby joggers.  I don’t really have any excuses for it other than I got tired of it and lost the motivation and commitment to run. As you might remember I joined a running group about three months ago.  That marked the day I officially became a hobby jogger.  I’m not your typical hobby jogger.  I don’t buy the latest shoes or watch… Running taught me to be a cheap bastard.  I always buy the cheapest things when it comes to anything running related. That’s probably another reason why I’m never going to run a big city marathon. Paying that kind of money to run a marathon should be a capital offense.  Now I take way too many days off.  I probably only run a total of five or six days a month. Now that I’m twenty pounds heavier and full of bad habits I’m finding it hard to find the motivation to put my running shoes on every morning.  In the meantime I’m enjoying being a hobby jogger and hopefully is only temporally because it is a little embarrassing. 

My current goal is to get back to running every day.  I want to build my endurance and be able to wake up in the morning and put on my shoes without complaining about it. It is going to take a lot of time to get motivated again,  Luckily for me I have plenty of time to get my running situation together. Are you a hobby jogger or a runner?  

Mind Over Matter

After having a not so good week I decided to go for a long run.  The weather is nice out so I put on my running shoes and for the second time in my life I took my iPod for a run.   I usually don’t listen to music when I run.  I’m actually against running with headphones on.  Running on the streets is already dangerous enough without it.  Over the years I have witnessed many car accidents, people almost hitting me and my best friend Chase getting hit by a lady who was busy talking on the phone.  People are probably never going to pay attention to pedestrians on the road so we have to do the best we can and stay aware of our surroundings.   

During the run I had the iPod set to shuffle and was enjoying some old tunes that had been neglected over the months. That’s when “Mind Over Matter’ by Young the Giant came on.  I remember listening to it on iTunes early in the summer and I felt in love with the song.  I bought it and put it on the iPod.  Listened to it everyday for about two months until for some reason it got replaced by other songs.  Didn’t listen to it for months until the Kings of Leon concert when Young the Giant performed it live and it was amazing.  Now it looks like it is going to be on my head for awhile so I might as well share it with you guys 🙂 

 

Kicking A Nasty Bug Out Of My Body

Woke up this morning still feeling under the radar.  The cramps are gone so that’s always good. I’m not super hot for not apparent reason anymore and hopefully I will be like new tomorrow morning.  Every Wednesday at five in the morning, I meet up with the running group at a nearby track.  I wasn’t planing on going but my internal clock woke me up at four in the morning, so I decided to go.  Back when I used to run in college, I never missed a practice. There was no way any of my teammates would allow anyone to miss practice. Being sick would be the last excuse to skip a run. Going out for a long run or a speed workout was the cure to any sickness.  I remember coach always said “push through it, sweat it out, if you have to puke, puke.  Let all that crap out of your body”.  I will never forget those words.  It worked back in the day, so I don’t see why it won’t this time.

My buddy Jacob picked me up at 4:30 am and there was no turning back.  It just felt right. Surprisingly I din’t feel sick at all while running. Thank God I din’t have to puke in front of everyone 🙂  Had my first good workout since I joined the running club. It was the perfect way to start my day.  I’m pretty exited that all the hard work is paying off.  I might never be in the shape that I once was, but progress is progress.  I still feel a little sick but not as bad as yesterday.  I should be able to go to work today so that’s a plus. I would hate to call in sick but if I do, I hope my manager pictures me just like the picture bellow.  hahaha Take care everybody! 

Sick

Quick Rant!

Today during my run, I kept wondering why some of my “friends” just decide to ignore my texts after I ask them to hang out or do something.  It bothers me to a point where I feel like I have to call them out for being a bunch of jerks.  Don’t they realize that all they have to do is say “sorry I can’t” or “no, I don’t want to hang out with you”.  I would easily understand that, is not like they are going to make feel bad.  I would appreciate if they would do that instead of being a bunch of immature adults and just ignore me.  Don’t they realize that I’m waiting for a response?  It kind of makes me wonder why I even consider them as friends.   What do you guys think about that?