I don’t know about you, but when I run long, my brain does some weird stuff. Super weird. So I thought I’d share some of that weirdness with you. I figure you’ll either A) totally identify and be my best friend for life, or B) think I’m even weirder than you did before. Really, I’m okay with either option.
Miles 1-6: Come on, legs. Let’s move. I know you’re stiff because I’ve worked you hard this week, but this is going to be one miserable run if you don’t get it together. (You know you’re a marathoner when it takes you six miles to feel warmed up.)
Miles 6-8: (Planning my lesson on linking verbs for Monday. I am exciting).
Mile 8: These weeds are a lot taller than they were last time I was out here. I wish the county would mow them. They’re very poky. If I were a scientist, I’d name these weeds “stabbernum pokeynus.”
Mile 9: Hoooly buckets, that’s a big dog. With no fence. Big dog, no fence. Big dog, no fence, running at me. *begins shouting lots of unkind things at said big dog until his owner comes out and calls him in* I will now give that owner my meanest death stare. Through sunglasses. Because that’s effective.
Miles 10-12 (the hilly part): I’m getting stronger every step. I’m getting stronger every step. I’m getting…that mantra is too long. Stronger every step. Stronger every step.
Mile 13 (still hilly): Strong step. Strong step. Step strong. Strep song. Shlong schlepp. Forget it. Pancakes.
Mile 15: (Lots of profound ideas for blog posts that I can’t remember now and probably never will)
Mile 17:
(A colleague and I were just talking about this yesterday. He said this in the Office Space voice, and the kids didn’t get it. Why it popped into my head mid-run is a mystery.)
Mile 18: I’m going to run right through that girl’s senior picture. Oh well…there’s no way around. (When 90% past her) Oh, that’s one of my students. *awkward head turn* “Hi!”
Mile 20.3: A train?! Who put train tracks here, anyway? Uncool.
Mile 21: What time is it? That’s right: chocolate milk time. But first I have to take this picture of my feet, because that’s what running bloggers do, and I am a running blogger, dangit.
(I tried to take it so you couldn’t tell that sweat was covering 90% of my body…fail).
Is your brain as random as mine on long runs?
What’s your favorite weekend breakfast? I ended up eating eggs and toast, not pancakes.
Rural Running Redhead 
I LOVED THIS!!!
I ran 11 miles today and when I run long distances my THOUGHTS are all over the place. I also call myself “girl.” I’ll be like “C’mon girl, let’s do this” or “Girl, you only have 4 miles.” Yuppppp love ittttttttt! 🙂
Haha I call myself “dude.” At least “girl” is gender-appropriate. 🙂
Dang, girl!!! Great long run! I think my brain goes so into overdrive while I run that my memory actually stops working by the end of it and I have no idea what I thought about or saw.
That happens to me a lot, too…which is why it’s really frustrating when I have a good idea for a lesson or a blog post that I can’t even kind-of remember when I get home!
I love this! My brain does weird things on long runs as well. Sometimes my brain just shuts off, which is one of the main reasons I absolutely love running. Um. Does this generation really not understand Office Space quotes? That’s a really sad fact. 😉 You rocked your run! You are awesome!
We both felt so old when the kids didn’t get it! It is sad.
dang girl! 21 miles!!! i have no interest in a marathon right now but can identify with your thoughts! i was noticing how random and bouncy mine were while running on the treadmill last week – i usually run with at least 1 friend so i don’t get much solo, time-in-my-head runs.
Awww! The Princess Bride! My favorite movie! P.S. I love your running shoes!