Admiring Race Runners From Afar
This week we are writing about races. I feel like I need to make a confession and give my stats upfront (all to date):
Number of couch potato sessions: 10,920
Number of workout sessions: 4,680
Number of races: 0
The workout and couch potato numbers are estimates, but you get the point. I am not a runner. I admire runners. I actually admire anyone that can exercise on his/her own. When I do exercise on my own I am easily distracted – there is the TV, finding the right song on my iPhone, checking e-mail, playing a game, checking the clock, checking the clock again… you get the idea.
I have been a group exercise person for as long as I can remember. I think that I took my first Jazzercise class when I was in High School. I was a “Door Girl” (checking in customers) in College so I could get aerobic classes for free. I am motivated by the instructor, the loud music, and the others in the class.
So will there be a race in my future? Only time will tell. In the meantime I will continue to admire others. When thinking of races, it is hard not to think about the summer Olympic Games next year in Rio. I watch the swimmers, runners, and all of the athletes with great admiration. Of course I will also be cheering on our USA team with enthusiasm, from my couch.
Well, I’m with you, fitness flirter–I’ve never been in a race–unless it’s a race against time! However, I see a turkey trot in my near future; do turkeys waddle?