On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Quick check-in

10m on the treadmill today.  Somehow it was MUCH easier than last week's torturous 9, but I still wouldn't call it fun.  My sister told me we couldn't go running outside today because of the cold, but (shhhhh! don't tell her!) I totally think it wasn't even that cold.

While on the 'mill I re-watched My Best Friend's Wedding.  UGH.  What a terrible film.  I remember the first time I watched it, I thought it was just an okay, maybe kinda cute movie, but I was feeling some irrational anger at Julia Roberts' character having allegedly gone to my alma mater.  It wasn't because I don't like JR (I don't) or because I think she's not smart enough (she's not), it's because the character was just not the sort of person who could have graduated from there.  A sportswriter?  Maybe a peace corps volunteer or a grad student, more like.

Anyway, this time around I had a different thought watching it, which is that I am SO GLAD that the archetype of the single gay guy who rescues his doting female friends is essentially over.  JR's 2nd best friend in the movie, and occasional fake fiance, is a beautiful, wonderful gay man who seems to exist only to play the harmless role of neutered husband while helping her search for love.  I mean, it's unthinkable that this educated, dashing, British gay man would ever find someone, right?  Or at least that's what the movie seemed to say.  I immediately recognized that archetype and also realized I hadn't seen it in any movies in a few years - thank goodness.

Also, I hope to never be on a treadmill long enough to watch an entire movie again.

Race tomorrow - more soon.

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