June 19 2018
Once you've run a whole 26.2 miles, 13.1 doesn't feel nearly as far.
*Courtesy of Daughter of a Runner
Being friends with a runner can be a tongue-in-cheek experience. You’re subject to several crazy mannerisms and behaviors, including outlandish race-spectator expectations and peer pressure to carbo-load along with your runner friend.
Let us constantly complain how much we hate running
Let us convince you to join running because it’s so much fun
Be entertained by the story where they unexpectedly got runner’s trots and had to duck into a bush to go
Sympathize with us when we tell you we “had such a bad training week because I missed 1 of my 9 workouts”
Be okay that we talk about things we did with our “running friends” 80 percent of the time
Know which races are important to us and be there
Create a plan prior to the race to spectate along multiple spots along the route, by analyzing the route and taking into account our expected pace
Show up with a cowbell and clever posters
Be impressed by the daily screenshots of Strava we share
Interpret whether the min/km from the Strava screenshot meant we had a good/bad run
Tolerate SnapChat’s of black toenails, blisters, chafing, etc.
Not take into account that you are trying to eat healthy/diet, and shamelessly carbo load in front of you