Smack heads don't look 'high' to me, they look emotionless. I'll stick to running thanks.
Smack heads don't look 'high' to me, they look emotionless. I'll stick to running thanks.
missnsnow wrote:
I competed in HS and college. Looking back on those years, despite the hard training, I FELT so good all the time (well, except when injured or tired from training).
After taking 15 years away from training/being fit to be a lazy working drone, I have gotten back in shape in the last 3 years, and the difference is incredible.
Being lean and fit just makes the rest of life so much better:
You feel light on your feet.
Your clothes fit over your flat stomach without embarrassing bulges.
Your mind is clearer, calmer.
Your mood is better.
As you age, you are so much more attractive than the vast majority of of your overweight peers.
I really don't care about racing, and in fact hardly ever race anymore, but basically the MAIN reason I now train consistently is to gain the benefits I just listed above.
Anyone else in a similar boat? Training regularly not for competitive goals, but simply to make the rest of life feel better?
That's me now. I just like being in shape. Sorry about it.
I’ve transitioned to this as well. Too much wear and tear from other sports as a kid, but I was a good high school runner and average D1 runner. Ran competitively for a while after college. Now I just run for health. I’ll jump in a race here and there, but generally I just run 5-7 miles per day.
Body by Auschwitz wrote:
Theoniongoat wrote:
I assumed when I clicked on this thread that it would be about picking up tail
Chicks love the emaciated hobby jogger look.
Most hobby joggers are skinny fat. They won't ever compare to Dathan Ritzenhein and Evan Jager.
An out-of-the-world experience that less than 1% of the world's population gets to experience:
Running shirtless on a full moon night on a dirt trail in the hills. You are light and pumped up, with endorphins circulating around in your brain and your long, thin, springy legs bouncing along the trail, fast and strong. Left, right, left, right. Your breathing is strong and steady, and your arms are pumping along metronome. At 5:10 mile pace, you feel like you're flying. It's a totally different feeling from jogging or sprinting. It feels primeval and instinctual. You're like an early human, an ostrich, a hunting dog. You just want to keep going and going and not stop. You feel alive.
For a moment, you stop obsessing about your times or your health goals. You are just running.
That's the joy of running.
Honestly I think there are no peripheral benefits except money, fame, and glory. Running is a survival priority, we would rather sell it as determination, magic, or love (though those are present, too!), but it’s just harmony with nature.