Sometimes I feel like my cat. You know how cats are watchers? Runners make me laugh...especially guys.
I've quietly been getting back into running. No group (yet), just running 5 miles here, 5 miles there, on my own. Quite frankly, I have been surprised how strong I feel. I have kept in shape over the winter with swimming, it has made for an easier transition back into running this season.
Yesterday, I was on the path. I saw a big guy ahead of me. Slowly, I came up on him. When you are a steady runner like me, you work your way up to folks...then pass them. I worked my way up on this big guy...and then passed him. It's always amusing to me when I pass a guy on the running path...
As I pass them, I can see the wheels turning in their head. Are they going to let me pass? Sometimes, the instant they realize a chick is passing them, they speed up. Sometimes, they try to stay with me, hoping that I will cave and fall back (I don't cave). In this instance, I passed him, and it ate away at him. I am a very steady runner. Right now, I have nothing to prove...I'm just exploring running again, trying to decide if I'm running a marathon this year.
Anyway, I passed this big guy, he tried to keep up with me, then fell back. I kept running and didn't give it a second thought. It must have taken this guy about a mile, but he huffed and puffed his way back up and passed me. I had to chuckle, it obviously was a problem being passed by a little chick:P
I am in a good place with running. I'm not stressing Boston Marathon qualifying times. I'm not paying attention to split times. I'm just running, and it feels good:)
Fwiw, I passed more guys than passed me yesterday;)