Tuesday, June 12, 2012
We have a local pub running club that runs on Tuesdays...last week's run garnered 1700 runners in one night. It's a 5K course through downtown, and generally it's a lot of fun. Summer is usually a busier time than any other time--it's warm, people want to be outside...and the beer at the end is cheap! It started with a friend of mine and me going together. We had another friend of ours join us after a while, and when the two of them fell out (god..it's like high school with them...), I started going with a girl from work and we'd walk..and run...and wog...and walk...and run. It was fun. It's now turned into several of us from school going, half of whom don't run, so therefore no one does. It used to be fun. We could challenge each other to run to the next tree or support each other when we went back to the bar and say, just one beer and we'll split the mozz sticks. Now it's turned into a smorgasbord of unhealthy stuff and temptation.
I'm not looking forward to going.
I feel like I've lost something I really enjoyed.