Esther running the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Marathon in 2006.
It’s Throwback Thursday, so I am reposting a Classic Post, Are You a Runner? Read on and let me know how many times you were shaking your head in agreement.
I rediscovered running shortly after meeting my wife Esther in 2008. We raced on weekends and went for morning training runs before work. One of our first dates was a twilight run in Central Park. So imagine my surprise about a year later when she told me, “you’re a runner, I’m not a runner.”
Esther’s not your prototypical runner, then again neither am I. Her curvy figure is more J-Lo than Lolo Jones, but her exploits have gotten more people to sign up for their first 5K or four-miler — I know this personally because I am one of them. I imagine my surprise when she told me after finishing about 70 races, “I’m not a runner, you are a runner.”
Leo and Linda, two of our closest friends and running buddies would constantly tell her, “you’re a runner,” but she didn’t believe us. It wasn’t until we were in bag check after her 100th race that she realized,” ok I’m a runner” — something the rest of us already knew.
You don’t have to look or run like a Kenyan — most of us don’t. If you are still uncertain if you are a runner, I put the following list together:
Do you have at least a 30-day supply of race t-shirts?
Have you gone out for a quick run before the blizzard hit?
Does your running watch double as a dress watch?
Do you have one pair of dress shoes and eight pairs of running shoes?
Is your idea of designer labels, Nike, Under Armour and The North Face?
Have you hopped from foot to foot on cold winter mornings waiting for the GPS on your Garmin to synch?
Are you the person who convinces friends and family members to sign up for their first race?
Do you own at least one book by Hal Higdon, Scott Jurek or Dean Karnazes?
Have you read Born to Run and, then ordered Pinole online and signed up for an ultra-marathon?
Do you own the movies Forrest Gump, Run Fatboy Run or Chariots of Fire?
Have you posted pictures of you and Bart Yasso, John Bingham or Dean Karnazes on Facebook?
Have you run a half marathon in the morning, showered and went to work?
Do you use Active.com, NYC Runs, or NYRR to fill your race calendar?
Do you have a profile on Athlinks and looked for your rivals on race day?
Esther and I after my first race in 2008
Do you get antsy if you’ve gone over two weeks without signing up for a race?
Is your idea of a double-header a race on Saturday and a race on Sunday?
Have you put off knee surgery because you already up for races the next two weekends?
Do you plan your vacations around destination races?
Is signing the family up for the Ragner Relay your idea of an ideal vacation?
Do you see your neighbors coming in from a night on the town as you are leaving for a Sunday morning race?
Have you gone for a run as a date?
Do passing other runners, kids on razor scooters and women pushing Cadillac Strollers during training runs in Central Park give you a rush?
Have you thought running 52 marathons in 52 weeks like Julie Weiss and Dana Casanave is really cool?
Have you raced on back-to-back weekends, or rather back-to-back days?
Have you thought about giving race t-shirts and old running shoes as wedding favors?
Do you wait until after the race to wear the race t-shirt?
Have you posted race pictures as your profile picture on Facebook?
Have you signed up for your next marathon, while picking up your bib for this weekend’s marathon?
Has your medal rack run out of spaces for medals?
Is at least one wall in your home wallpapered with race bibs?
Do you have so much race gear that you had to buy another dresser to hold it?
If you found yourself making a mental checklist or nodding your head as you read this, guess what? You’re a runner. It’s not about how fast you go, what’s important is that you get going. A mile is still a mile whether you are running them in six minutes of sixteen minutes.
Did you like the post? Shake your head in agreement? Post a comment and let me know.