I'm going streaking!!!!!

Hard to believe that a little more than two years ago I could barely run 2 miles without stopping. 'You've come along way baby!'  No, not the voices.  This time, I'm talking to myself.  Out loud....when I'm trudging up the hills, then trying to control the run down without saying hello to the ground with my face.

Running UP hill is well....horrendous.  At first I feel like a sluggish snail on a slippery slope.(?) Really. I do. Cause I totally know what that feels like. Then a few strides in I feel like a beast.  My arms start pumping like nobody's business and my brain is telling my legs and feet to JUST KEEP MOVING.  A.L.M.O.S.T  T.H.E.R.E.  Whew..  And now.. what goes up.....  Well, you know. All I can hope is that : A) I don't tumble down the hill. B) If I do, I hope no one is watching..or worse, recording it.  I would totally watch it though. And probably laugh my ass off. In this case, it might not cure my humiliation or my busted face.  But I would still laugh.

Speaking of busted faces.  I almost busted this lady's face with my fist.  No, not really. Almost doesn't count. My intent was there, but obviously I'm not a violent person. (I would have used some of my ninja moves if I had to) What she did get was my middle finger.  I flipped her off for at least a quarter mile while running. This takes as much coordination as chewing gum and walking.  I knew she probably wasn't looking through her rear view mirror, but just in case I would keep it  blazing.

Pretty sad that people are douche bags. Not EVERY person. But mostly drivers, when I'm running. And truthfully, I used to be a db driver. Then I started running and realized how dangerous it is out there on the roads. So, call me a hypocrite if you want or douche bag. I get it.

Moving on : I'm going streaking.  Who's with me??

Not THIS kind of streaking, but easier to explain than the other streaking.

I admit, when I saw a couple of guys on  Facebook say they were streaking I thought, "What tha" ?? Then I lurked their photos to see what they were talking about.  No nude photos of them 'streaking'.  So, what are they talking about?!

Can I just say that it totally sucks to have to google EVERYTHING! WHY? Someone answer me!  Why can't I just know EVERYTHING there is to know? WHY?!  Maybe Google knows the answer to why I don't know everything. Nah. Google does NOT know everything. 

So google searched 'streaking'. There are definitions in Merriam Webster and Wikipedia and of course the urban dictionary. All completely different of course. In short you run everyday for at least one mile. After one year you can register with the United States Running Steak association and will remain there as long as you keep running every day for the rest of your life.  

As of today the longest streak on record is held by Jon Sutherland who has been running every day for 16,447 days! That's 45.02 years! (Source:USRSA) DUDE!!!  EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. For Sixteen THOUSAND four hundred forty seven days. THOUSAND! Sorry. I know you get it.  I have been pondering this for days.  But not 16,447 days. That's a butt ton of miles. Bad ass! Just sayin'.

Not to be outdone by this Jon fella, I decided I would start my own streak.  To be clear, its the running streak, not the other.  No one would wanna see that. NO.ONE.  

It took me a while to process what I was committing to. Running. Every day. Forever.  Now I haven't always been thrilled with running. I love it some days and hate it other days. And for the record, I'm pretty sure it feels the same way about me. But if this Jon guy can do it, well, I sure can do it.  The hard part of this streaking business isn't the mile I have to run everyday. And it's not the remembering to go and run every day. Nope. The hard part is justifying your craziness to others who don't get it. "You're doing what??"  And "Why?!!" And my favorite "It's where you go walking around naked?!"  Oh, and "Isn't it unhealthy to run that much?"  Seriously people.  Seer.ee.us.lee.

Hello, day 78!  That's right, baby!  I made it through Seventy eight days of running every day. Are you impressed? It's totally okay if you're not.  It's okay if you think I'm crazy too.  I KNOW that I am. But I am one crazy bitchinrunner. And I love being that. Love it. For right now anyway.

When I run my next half marathon and/or marathon later this year, I might change my tune.  For now, I'm singing my theme song "Let's go crazy".  Wanna come with me?







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Next up:  Early bird gets the run in.