So I'm up to 10 miles in my quest to run my first half-marathon next month. With the exception of the 10 mile run I did last Saturday all of my runs to this point have been on my treadmill. Well, the outdoor run killed me; I could barely walk for two days and my left foot stills hurts four days later. It was definitely different than a run on a treadmill.
So the guy I'm supposed to be running with in this upcoming race has informed me that the reason I got hurt was that running on a treadmill isn't real running, and that outdoor running (on the concrete) is REAL running. What this means is that my recent 9-mile run that came in right around 1:43 wasn't "real". Funny, I distinctly remember the treadmill saying "9 miles" for the distance and "1:43:30" for the time.
It's this kind of snobbery these days that really bugs me. Whether it's running or some other sport, or the kind of car you drive, or where your house is located, people these days seem obsessed with convincing you that the way they do things and the things they have are the best choices, universally.
If running on a treadmill is considered too easy, then I guess I'm a wimp.
So the guy I'm supposed to be running with in this upcoming race has informed me that the reason I got hurt was that running on a treadmill isn't real running, and that outdoor running (on the concrete) is REAL running. What this means is that my recent 9-mile run that came in right around 1:43 wasn't "real". Funny, I distinctly remember the treadmill saying "9 miles" for the distance and "1:43:30" for the time.
It's this kind of snobbery these days that really bugs me. Whether it's running or some other sport, or the kind of car you drive, or where your house is located, people these days seem obsessed with convincing you that the way they do things and the things they have are the best choices, universally.
If running on a treadmill is considered too easy, then I guess I'm a wimp.