The Trials and Tribulations of Running YouTubers

Huzzeugh wrote:

Elizabeth Clor Sucks wrote:

She's not a shoetuber, but I can't stand Elizabeth Clor who apparently is a running influencer.

The other day she posted about being homeless because the house her and her husband are having built isn't ready yet and they sold their existing home and their grand piano wouldn't fit in storage....

She then went out to talk about how life hasn't gone her way lately, blah blah blah, but of, course, she's still on track to run the Boston Marathon.

Someone tried to call her out on how tone deaf her post was with there being a huge difference between being actually homeless and not having a home to go to because it's not ready yet and having the disposable income to run races, have a storage unit, stay in hotels, etc.

She deleted the post.

Oh wow.. that is very on brand for her. Just like calling 200ft of elevation gain in a 13 mile run "hilly".

notafanbutstill wrote:

Mckirdy wrote:

I found Floberg’s most recent video to be more heartfelt than most. He still ran a PR. He ran a lot faster than most of the people on this thread will ever run. Give the guy a break.

still, they’re all mostly narcissist shills. the real “running community,” the people who deserve our respect, are the ones who quietly grind their way to their respective goals — whether it be Sub 3, OTQ, or beyond — without needing adulation from online followers, constant praise and validation, and without utilizing joke courses or other shortcuts. They simply grind it out with consistent thoughtful training and hard work.

That’s why Ko’s viewership precipitously declined. We could all get behind and root for an average joe traveling the world and eking out a legit Sub 3 and running Boston through trial and error. Then he lost his driving sense of purpose and started getting flown around the world on sponsor’s dime while sleepwalking through ill conceived training cycles. No longer relatable, and in fact appearing increasingly parasitic.

Jake and Clayton seem like the most purely “for the love of the game” channels, and those are the videos I never miss.

I find this to be a good take. I have been following Floberg for a little while and found him relatable as a 30+ yo avid runner mysefl. His story is a bit unique as he i) unsuccessfully tried to break 3 hours many, many times (legit attempts, though doomed by ill training), ii) finally got under 3 with a realistic time (2:57) but iii) THEN really, really progressed to 2:48, 2:39 all the way down to 2:32 now. That's pretty rare. Most folks who break 3 after multiple attempts end just below that as a lifetime PR. The 2:32 type usually runs low 3 if not sub 3 first marathon. He's shaved over 1 min/mi in the last 2-3 years and it takes some grinding.

All else is trash though. The BPN affiliation, the excuses and self love, it's a bit much. He's become far less likeable. He had a video where he went over the 3:50->2:48 progression and that was a great, inspiring watch. Now as others said he goes big in advertising is goal, then doesn't get into the shape that's required, and "fails". He was in 2:32-2:34 shape and ran to the best of his capacity. None of his workouts were 2:29 or less. 5:43 pace isn't THAT easy for him. You should be able to run something like 10E+10M and not be completely trashed, but his M pace segments were clearly LT workouts.

Anyway, Floberg if you read be very proud of what you accomplished, but maybe realize you don't come off as super likeable. Most runners are narcissists, including myself, but we're not on camera either.

ParadiseByTheDashboardNikes wrote:

Anyone watched the OG's "Most punishing workout in years"? Does he scold people cheering him on in the comments?

From the description:

OGShoetuber wrote:

I’d heard of workouts like this—speed sessions designed to sharpen your legs and lungs, to teach your body how to handle discomfort and keep going. But reading about it and doing it are two different beasts. The plan was simple on paper: run a mile at a hard pace, rest for two minutes, then do it again. Nine more times. Ten miles total, broken into relentless chunks. I chose a flat stretch of road near my house, marked out the distance with a running app, and set off with a mix of determination and dread.
The first repeat felt good—almost too good. My legs were fresh, my breathing steady, and I hit my target pace with room to spare. Two minutes of rest flew by, a quick sip of water, a shake of the arms, and I was off again. By the third repeat, the initial adrenaline had faded, replaced by a creeping heaviness in my quads. My lungs started to protest, each breath a little sharper than the last. I told myself it was fine, that I was still in control. But control is a slippery thing when you’re pushing your body to its edge.
The ninth repeat was where I hit the wall. My vision blurred at the edges, my chest heaved like a bellows, and every stride felt like wading through molasses. I glanced at my watch—pace slipping, time dragging—and willed myself to keep going. Those two minutes of rest were a blur of panting and self-doubt, my hands on my knees, head bowed. I didn’t want to start the tenth. I didn’t think I could. But something—pride, stubbornness, maybe a flicker of that 20-something grit I thought I’d lost—pulled me upright. One more mile. One more push.
As I walked home, legs stiff and mind buzzing, I felt a strange mix of emotions. Humility, for one—this workout had stripped away any illusions of invincibility. I was 39, not 25, and my body made sure I knew it. But there was pride too, a quiet glow that grew stronger with every step. Completing that session, as ugly as it got, was a testament to the weeks of effort I’d poured in. It was a reminder of why I’d signed up for this half marathon in the first place: not just to run 13.1 miles, but to see what I could endure, what I could overcome.

Wild that he says that "I'd heard of workouts like this", which for me means that he haven't done them?