Do you feel like a celebrity while running?

You've got issues

SF k CG bf wrote:

You've got issues

if you're not going to contribute to the thread then why even post? go back to reddit you neckbeard, this is a thread for real men not little nancys.

beastman69 wrote:

I feel like a celebrity. Every time I go for a run people stop to watch me in aww and amazement. They slow their cars down to admire my running form and stride and great physique, people stare from their house windows and porches and turn their heads as I pass, the police follow me at night like I am the head honcho of a presidential parade, people hoot and hollar and cheer from their vehicle windows as I run by. It feels great to be honest, I have never got this much attention in my life before, back in high school I was pretty much a ghost but every time I go for a run it's like I am who tupac was writing about when he wrote the song "All eyez on me".

Beastman69, I feel you!

Although mildly delusional, this positive mindset can help you to achieve great things. Think about the psychological edge that running through a crowd of cheering people provides during an organized race. People often PR in those types of situations, and it's because of the energy of the crowd and the mental boost that type of environment provides.

I love to feed off of the energy of those around me, even if it's just an everyday training run. Waving and smiling to folks as you pass each other helps. I give the thumbs up or tell other folks who are pushing their limits "nice pace" or "looking good!". It makes you feel like you're not alone and provides a temporary boost. As you say, imagining that everyone you pass is impressed by your running prowess creates confidence and provides an incentive to keep pushing. Occasionally, people actually do cheer and provide legitimate encouragement. Running is often a solitary affair, so when someone sees what you're doing and gives some positive feedback, it certainly helps morale. It's not easy to push yourself every day, so take whatever you can get!

Kudos to you for discovering a powerful mental technique to give yourself an additional edge. Use that mental energy to help you to get the most out of training and racing!

You the man, Beastman69!!!

It's called Narcissistic Personality Disorder.

True that brother, run on!! :D

DSM IV wrote:

It's called Narcissistic Personality Disorder.

Eh, doctors put a label on everything, even things that don't exist. The more mental "disorders" the more job security they have. Not buying it.

once it happened to me, then I realized my junk was hanging out of my shorts.

beastman69 wrote:

I feel like a celebrity. Every time I go for a run people stop to watch me in aww and amazement. They slow their cars down to admire my running form and stride and great physique, people stare from their house windows and porches and turn their heads as I pass, the police follow me at night like I am the head honcho of a presidential parade, people hoot and hollar and cheer from their vehicle windows as I run by. It feels great to be honest, I have never got this much attention in my life before, back in high school I was pretty much a ghost but every time I go for a run it's like I am who tupac was writing about when he wrote the song "All eyez on me".

I like you, OP

Down on the corner by the traffic light

Everybody's looking as she goes by

They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone

Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on

Up by the bus stop and across the street

Open up their windows to take a peek

Y'all she goes walking, rockin' like a rollin' stone

Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on

She can't help it if she's made that way

She's not to blame if they look her way

She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene

It just comes naturally, Lord, the girl can't help it

Well, up on main street by the taxi stand

There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam

She don't look back, she ain't doing nothing wrong

Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on

once it happened to me wrote:

once it happened to me, then I realized my junk was hanging out of my shorts.

Carlos Lopes?