Marathon training kicks into high gear in this month. Ran 18 miles yesterday.* It was more challenging mentally than physically. Based on yesterday's effort, I should be able to finish the marathon in less than 5 hours without dying.**
As a pathological overthinker***, running is the perfect time for me to obsess about things. It is my catharsis. Halfway across the Brooklyn Bridge I had such an epiphany about my life that I literally said out loud "That is totally fucked up."**** My apologies to the gaggle of tourists I startled with my outburst, but I'm sure they're over it.
****** Don't we all?
As a pathological overthinker***, running is the perfect time for me to obsess about things. It is my catharsis. Halfway across the Brooklyn Bridge I had such an epiphany about my life that I literally said out loud "That is totally fucked up."**** My apologies to the gaggle of tourists I startled with my outburst, but I'm sure they're over it.
Anyway, I have a lot of running epiphanies.***** I imagine this is related to why I suck at yoga, because I am 100% incapable of clearing my mind. I need monotonous, grueling, demon-exercising activity.****** Moral of the story? Point of this entry? I'm glad I quit
smoking to start running again.
*The route: Prospect Park, Flatbush, Fort Greene Park,
Flushing Ave, Williamsburg Bridge, East River Bikeway, Brooklyn Bridge,
Bergen, Flatbush again and finished at almost exactly at home.
**Let's hope.
***This is an understatement.
****So fucked up that I can't even get into it. But I know exactly what I have to do to fix it.
*****Not all of them valuable, useful or insightful.
****** Don't we all?
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