I have been very well considering the circumstances. I am quite a good swimmer, it was the sport I kept on doing for longest and I even competed a bit. I am quite proud of the fact that my butterfly stroke is well, in working condition. I suck at running however. I hate it with a passion.
That is some self-control/motivation you have there. Fun story! (code for me going on a rant) My homeroom teacher in high school was well trained as hell and put up with a ridiculous amount of shit. Both from the administration and students. Once she said that one of the reasons she loved to run was that she couldn't mark/plan lessons when running and thus did not feel guilty about not doing those things. Ever since then I've associated running with being under pressure and extremely stressed. I don't think she doesn't enjoy running, and well, I doubt that was why she was running but it was national testing season and she was pretty obviously sleep deprived as hell. Along with all other teachers who had to correct stuff. One of the teachers who is the kindest person I've ever met and also the person with the lowest self esteem I've ever met. Think Miss Honey. She told us a story that stuck with me - and that was that she had when she was studying to be a teacher gone home for Christmas, eaten Christmas dinner and then went up to her room and studied for the rest of the evening. And here in Sweden Christmas Eve is a big frickin' deal. She told us that story before Christmas break and tild us not to do that because that was self-destructive. In june she was falling apart and other teachers were basically walking into our classroom and giving her hugs. Okay, that got off topic fast. Short story - I associate running with women who were stressed into oblivion and a certain kind of destructive perfectionism.
There's an untested correlation between ultramarathon runners and addictive personalities, to be sure... for me, the attraction of running is super-low buy-in and high aerobic reward. And I've never once gotten shin splints. Despite the fact that I'm not built like a runner, I have no problems running a lot.
Yep, running is just awful. Though this view is probably shapedbby the fact that my body is not made for running. It in fact sucks at even walking. Or standing. I have walked way to mush on thia vacation, and well... Now my hips hurt. Ugh. And my painkillers are in Sweden. However I've biked like 5 miles each day and theb spent the day creativly diving into the water and swimming. My body is built for swimming. And laying in bed. It's really good at that to.
I'm currently sitting on my couch. I want to get up and go to bed but my legs are so tight and sore from running that I am putting it off. I made a podcast/video with steve a while back titled, "Running Sucks." Check it out: eightbitsamurai:
I used to do orienteering when I was younger and I did enjoy running then. I enjoy running to things, but it varies on what mood I'm in and since my certain kind of madness is a fuckin' clockwork I can basically say that I enjoy running to things in summer and around Christmas/new-year and am a slow little zombie in fall/early spring. Yay for predictably!