After taking a four month hiatus from running, today I went running for the first time since the Humboldt Redwoods Half Marathon last October. I'm too much of a wimp to run outside in the middle of winter in Chicago, so I opted to run on a treadmill on the 48th floor of Aparna's apartment building overlooking Lake Michigan and the Chicago skyline. Not a bad second option.
The verdict: it was surprisingly easy, which is not what I expected at all. Other than the fact running on a treadmill is incredibly boring, the 45 minutes went by pretty painless.
Every time I run on a treadmill I cannot help by think of the running scene from Gattaca, where Vincent (Ethan Hawke) has to take a physical stress test so they can verify his health before sending him up into space. I find myself running in the exact same way: staring straight ahead, fixated on one point, and completely tuning out my surroundings. I think that's why I like running outside so much better--I can actually interact with the environment.
I'm back in New York tomorrow night for work on Wednesday, but hopefully I'll get a chance to see my classmate Poncho before I head out.
Two days is not enough.
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3 comments:
holy shit look at that tadig!
it's one hell of a challow!
dirty dirty dirty
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