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"

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

My running partner is back!

I don't always record for you which runs I've done with her and which without, but the past few weeks have been without.  Without both her, and consistent running.  She's a busy one and always emails me from her blackberry, so her emails are often short and completely devoid of tone.  I figured from her last few emails that she was giving me the slow blow-off, and after almost two weeks of not having heard from her, I took a hint.

I was wrong!  She emailed last night and we're on.  Yay!  Treadmill run tonight and then pick it back up in Central Park hopefully tomorrow.

2 comments:

  1. When I saw the title of this post, I thought for a second that you were referring to me. Is it wrong for me to still think of us as "running partners"?

    At what point in time do I need to acknowledge the fact that (a) I haven't run in a really long time and (b) I haven't sweated in your presence since 2005?

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  2. Oh, Tamara, you'll always be my first-choice running partner! I think it was 2006 that we last ran together, if I remember right. Let's get that half on the calendar for this fall for motivation, okay? Come on, your new baby's like a month old, right? You should be out there already! (Just kidding. You get a few more weeks' reprieve before I start harassing.)

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