Day 304 - Them's Fightin' Words!
Right. So I've sort of avoided going to the doctor this year. I sort of knew in the back of my mind if there was anything physically wrong I would get the, "Well stop running every day idiot" remarks. Seeing as I have no intention of stopping, I just decided I didn't want to hear it. Well the avoidance ended today as I stopped by for a checkup. To no one's surprise I got the hey you are killing your joints you should stop now or you will wind up looking like Don Imus. (That is a semi-accurate paraphrase, the Imus part is true.) I'm not sure what running has to do with looking like a radio show host, but apparently there is direct cause effect relationship. Needless to say the result of this was me being ticked. Yeah I know pounding my joints everyday with my immense, uh personality maybe isn't the best idea since running the Boulder Pumpkin Run, but what is the alternative? Eating my way to a diabetic stupor through pounding nacho cheese coated twinkes? I know there is a nice convenient "middle ground" that might involve cross training, taking a day off, blah blah blah not interested. At least right now. There will be a day, probably not far from now where I will take a day off, but as it has been said more eloquently by others, today is not that day.
3.25 in 33:46.
Don't drive angry. Running is ok.