So lately I've been talking about this friend on here. I mentioned him in Pumpkinfest and then again in the Hot Chocolate 15k race report and even mentioned his name when thanking him for cheering me on in Milwaukee. Weeeeeell, technically he's my boyfriend.
Yes, this is the same guy that we went on a running date at the end of August. The same one in which we met at a race at the end of July.
It took a while to really get into the relationship because of my marathon training. Had a few dates with him in August (the running date was the highlight). In September it was a few more than August and then October, while I took a few weeks off of running after my marathon, we were able to get together even more.
Earlier this year, I made another personal blog post about boyfriends and running. I mentioned that after a few hit misses, I knew I wanted a guy interested in biking / running or something outdoorsy. At least being active. And this one definitely fits all the categories.
He really is a great guy, I could go on and on about that but let's not since I don't know who reads this. But he's a runner. And a fast one at that so lets talk about that instead.
He's been running for years, since high school but has never really raced until this year; January was his first race. And now each one has gotten larger and bigger but he's still in the top of them. He won the race in which we met, placed in his age group at Pumpkinfest and then came in 21st out of 4100 at the Hot Chocolate 15k. That my friends, is hot to me, as crazy as that sounds.
Needless to say, I'm looking forward to the SkirtChaser 5k next summer! :-)
Also in that blog post, I mentioned how I didn't think I could date a guy too incredibly fast. My competitive juices would get flowing with me all too high and I would be way too hard on myself. Well, so far, they've creeped up in me a little bit but luckily he's too fast for me to even be in the same category as him. If he could run a 5k in the 20's then maybe I have a chance to try to get faster but since he does his in the teens, there's no way. So that has helped tremendously with keeping them away.
Also, he's been really good at not minding going "slow" or my pace when we go running together. We've been running together a few times; even got up well before dawn on a Wednesday to get 4 miles in before work. On Saturday, we went out to Rock Cut, a last minute decision, so he could show me his trails that he runs on and we jogged a little bit. I am not used to trail running at all and all the wet leaves were interesting underfoot. Plus, we were wearing jackets & jeans and our normal everyday shoes. We're going to go there again on Sunday and this time with running clothes on and do some real running. He does want me to go faster at the end of our runs; did on our first run and then this last one on Wednesday morning.
However.... (yes there is a however)... Sunday at the race, he was explaining the Rock Cut Hobo Series that he had planned on doing before he got a little injured. 10k Friday night, 25k on Saturday and then a 50k (31 miles) on Sunday. In August, when he was telling me that he planned on doing that, I asked how many miles he has ran at a time. He only did 16 or so. That's the longest he's ever ran. Even in a marathon, you run at least 20, sometimes 22, to train for that. So anyway, on Sunday, one of the woman in our group asked if he was going to run a marathon, he said maybe next year. I don't quite know how to explain what I was feeling but it was something. Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly happy for him that he wants to do this and I think he'll be great and could possibly get under 3 hours but at the same time, he has the speed... I guess I was just hoping to have the distance.
I know it's a silly thing to be jealous about; I'm jealous over the fact that he wants to run a marathon. How stupid right? And I'm also trying not to beat myself over the fact of how "slow" I am and feeling horrible for him running with me while going so slow. I mean, I'm out there huffing and puffing and he's coasting. It's almost not fair but he's got the runner's body, I don't. I should feel blessed I can even run with all that is going against me.
While technically, Luke & I met in July, had our first date in August, we decided to make it exclusive this month (I was hesitant for many reasons). So I guess what I said in the other blog post is true; I just had to wait until October.
And no, we don't have any pictures together yet.
Yes, this is the same guy that we went on a running date at the end of August. The same one in which we met at a race at the end of July.
It took a while to really get into the relationship because of my marathon training. Had a few dates with him in August (the running date was the highlight). In September it was a few more than August and then October, while I took a few weeks off of running after my marathon, we were able to get together even more.
Earlier this year, I made another personal blog post about boyfriends and running. I mentioned that after a few hit misses, I knew I wanted a guy interested in biking / running or something outdoorsy. At least being active. And this one definitely fits all the categories.
He really is a great guy, I could go on and on about that but let's not since I don't know who reads this. But he's a runner. And a fast one at that so lets talk about that instead.
He's been running for years, since high school but has never really raced until this year; January was his first race. And now each one has gotten larger and bigger but he's still in the top of them. He won the race in which we met, placed in his age group at Pumpkinfest and then came in 21st out of 4100 at the Hot Chocolate 15k. That my friends, is hot to me, as crazy as that sounds.
Needless to say, I'm looking forward to the SkirtChaser 5k next summer! :-)
Also in that blog post, I mentioned how I didn't think I could date a guy too incredibly fast. My competitive juices would get flowing with me all too high and I would be way too hard on myself. Well, so far, they've creeped up in me a little bit but luckily he's too fast for me to even be in the same category as him. If he could run a 5k in the 20's then maybe I have a chance to try to get faster but since he does his in the teens, there's no way. So that has helped tremendously with keeping them away.
Also, he's been really good at not minding going "slow" or my pace when we go running together. We've been running together a few times; even got up well before dawn on a Wednesday to get 4 miles in before work. On Saturday, we went out to Rock Cut, a last minute decision, so he could show me his trails that he runs on and we jogged a little bit. I am not used to trail running at all and all the wet leaves were interesting underfoot. Plus, we were wearing jackets & jeans and our normal everyday shoes. We're going to go there again on Sunday and this time with running clothes on and do some real running. He does want me to go faster at the end of our runs; did on our first run and then this last one on Wednesday morning.
However.... (yes there is a however)... Sunday at the race, he was explaining the Rock Cut Hobo Series that he had planned on doing before he got a little injured. 10k Friday night, 25k on Saturday and then a 50k (31 miles) on Sunday. In August, when he was telling me that he planned on doing that, I asked how many miles he has ran at a time. He only did 16 or so. That's the longest he's ever ran. Even in a marathon, you run at least 20, sometimes 22, to train for that. So anyway, on Sunday, one of the woman in our group asked if he was going to run a marathon, he said maybe next year. I don't quite know how to explain what I was feeling but it was something. Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly happy for him that he wants to do this and I think he'll be great and could possibly get under 3 hours but at the same time, he has the speed... I guess I was just hoping to have the distance.
I know it's a silly thing to be jealous about; I'm jealous over the fact that he wants to run a marathon. How stupid right? And I'm also trying not to beat myself over the fact of how "slow" I am and feeling horrible for him running with me while going so slow. I mean, I'm out there huffing and puffing and he's coasting. It's almost not fair but he's got the runner's body, I don't. I should feel blessed I can even run with all that is going against me.
While technically, Luke & I met in July, had our first date in August, we decided to make it exclusive this month (I was hesitant for many reasons). So I guess what I said in the other blog post is true; I just had to wait until October.
And no, we don't have any pictures together yet.
3 comments:
I can totally understand your jealousy about him wanting to run a marathon. Like, marathons are YOUR thing and if he never runs one then you'll never know how much faster he would be than you. At least, that's how I would feel. But, he sounds like a great guy! And that's too funny about the whole October thing :-)
It's great to have someone to be active with. You know, I bet he is incredible proud of all you do, and doesn't even compare the two of you! It's hard to compare males to females! :) I'd be excited to know someone who could run that fast (even if it was a girl!) :)
Thanks guys!
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