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, February 23, 2011

As usual, I spoke too soon

Real email exchange from two days ago (the emails are me to my sister, my sister to me, me to Tamara, and Tamara to me, if it doesn't make sense):

So, there's the question: for considering this, am I a big idiot, or the biggest idiot? Seriously - use the comment space to tell me what an idiot I am and why this is a bad idea. Or let me know how much Cincinnati sucks and how I should avoid it. Because it kind of does suck.


  1. I love it! The thought of running another race with you makes me so happy. You know that kind of tingly, teary, could this really happen kind of happy?

    I guarantee I'll feel differently at mile 20 of the Pig. I'll probably swear at you, but only after cursing myself 18 ways to Sunday.

    The real question of course lies in whether we wear our old Flying Pig caps or christen our new ones on the course.

  2. You're just a good friend. And in my opinion this is just a weird idea, that is going to hurt. ;) Your legs will not show you love the day after!

  3. You are just a wee minor idiot. If this was the weekend before the race and you hadn't trained? Well, then you'd be a big idiot. (Which there is still time to do, if you are determined.)

    Cincinnati isn't horrible, but it is a wee small city. It's really like an overgrown town with skyscrapers. However, it does have lots of tasty things to eat: Skyline chili (although it's sort of an acquired taste if you've never had it, and NOT pre-race food) and Graeter's ice cream come to mind off the top of my head.

    Plus, the Pig is a fantastic race. I love it and would totally run it again if I was still living on that side of the country.

  4. I was trying to find a clip on youtube of Ren saying "STIMPY! YOU EEEDIOT!" but I couldn't find one. Fail.
    I can't speak to Cincinnati because I've never been there, but if you feel like it's a bad idea, then it probably is. And you should probably do it anyway and just enjoy yourself.

  5. No decision made yet. Stay tuned. Still waiting to hear from my sister.

    It's hard to feel totally into long runs when it's freezing cold out, you know? When it's dark while you're running.

    And Cincinnati sucks, if I haven't mentioned that. And Tamara knows full well from years of running with me that I will be swearing at her - not the other way around.

  6. Yeah but you totally wouldn't get into real long runs until it's nice out, at which point you'll be psyched to go out and run 20 miles... probably... um, never mind. But no, it's going to be nice soon! The groundhog said so!

  7. Actually, I have heard this race is really good!

    I am not sure what you're endurance is at now, or what you have scheduled around it... but as a crazy runner, I say GO FOR IT!

  8. Oh, no, been slacking on my blog reader! Did you sign up? Three friends ran last year and hated it. (Two words: ROLLING HILLS) Of course, it didn't help that it stormed the whole time either.

    The t-shirts and medals are cute though.