I’ve been suffering with a wicked cold for three days, so despite a very tempting offer from EN to run 4 through the park tonight, I let reason prevail and decided to keep my weakened body out of the cold. So I took to the treadmill instead, for 30 minutes of easy running (I “covered” about 3.3 miles). Pop quiz: When was the last time I went to the gym for a run?*
Every time I run on the treadmill I am struck with the same mortifying realizations, due in no small part to the fact the ‘mills face a wall o’ mirrors. These realizations are as follows:
- I am quite an ungraceful runner. Nothing smooth or poetic about my movement.
- I have chubby knees (although there is muscle under there).
- My pigtails bounce up and down in a way that is not age-appropriate (I am 35), and therefore not cute.
- I make very funny (“funny” being a kind word; “strange” being more apt) faces and talk to myself when I run.
- I will occassionally clap to the beat of the song on my iPod, or play the air drums, or sing along for a bar or two.
- My form could definitely be improved–I tend to point my toes out, and my hands come up too high when I swing my arms.
So, basically, I shouldn’t be surprised if the men in the white coats pounce the next time I’m out running over the 59th Street Bridge. This has been a demoralizing week on nearly all fronts, so coming face to face with my ridiculousness did nothing to help perk me up. Quick, someone, tell me a joke! Or send me a YouTube video of my nemesis falling down and breaking her nose!
One thing that did take my mind off my troubles for a good part of the run was the continual news coverage they were showing of that amazing airplane landing and rescue in the Hudson River. Am I a sucker, or is this story just completely inspiring? I wanted to cheer (actually, it’s quite possible I did. See above, #’s 4 and 5). No one died! No one was seriously injured! The pilot is a hero! (He won’t be getting laid off was my cynical thought.) The commuter ferries were there to pick up the passengers who lined up on the wings! City and state agencies were on the scene, getting everyone emergency care! None of the passengers (I wonder how many are actual New Yorkers?) pushed or shoved! I love New York!! We rock!!