The Bond

So, I thought of this post as I was running last night but was to tired to updated when I got home. So here it is 24 hours later.....

There is a bond that runners share. Whether it's passing another running on the trail, street or sidewalk. All runners are bonded. Whether you wave at another car that as a 13.1 or a 26.2, you know you look in and see who's driving and what they look like. If one runner meets another person and discovers they are runners...they are already friends. The conversation is monopolized and all you will hear about is aches, pains, PR's, next race, and last race. Runner's have their own language. Words and terms like fartleks (my fav), PR's, hit my wall, tempo runs. There is nothing like going to a race together or going on a long run together and then eating at your favorite breakfast place afterwards. Walking in to eat wearing your bib number and maybe a nice piece of bling around your neck will surely get you stares and wrinkled noises cause you stink. There is nothing more boring than going to a race alone. You run, you cross the finish line, maybe go thru the food area, get somewhat dried off then go home. I find that with friends, you always stick around and linger to check out what free stuff is around. No running for me tonight. Two days in a row is enough. Hoping for a 14 miler this weekend.....we'll see.....................................

Enjoy your runs, whether they are together or apart.