If you dance with the devil you should not be afraid to burn your fingers
This was #1:
This was #2:
In total I lost 79 days of my life to this bullshit. 79 days for 1332 km means 16.86 km/d. Not too bad at all. Although it was sometimes fun and I am easily motivated by stupid things it was also a challenge. I learned the hard way what it means to just ignore all arguments and just get things done. No matter what nice things could have been the alternatives. No matter how much I hated it sometimes to not just run as long as I wanted but to run as long as it was needed to cross out the next distance of that funny lists. I encountered it with a new mental strategy. You start a run of lets say 33.30 km and you force yourself to think of something nice the first 28 km of the run. By that you really forget that you are running and by this basically just „wait“ until its over. To endure is a big part of endurance. And this is no coincidence. The last 5 km you enjoy your short run. Now I am afraid of that point in future I will use this strategy in a real race.
But lets forget about this. Thanks Maarten for the fun. Enough is enough and done is done. I am so tired of checking an Excel sheet before I start a run, so tired of starting the run with putting a distance goal on the watch (does it even works without entering something there?) and so tired of not being „allowed“ to just run as long as I want. It was a good mental exercise but it is time to say goodbye.
I am going back to where I belong. Into the woods, into the void and into the endlessness. Hoping to meet a few people out there to run some tracks together and to come back destroyed but with tons of nice stories to tell.
***Please don’t get me wrong: stay safe, go outside, don’t touch each other, keep 1.5 m distance and stay Corona-negative!***
Please? Asking for my friends. Everyone is now talking about distance – its everywhere in the news. Let me tell you: this is not good for my friends. They have been ok in the past and before this virus started. A bunch of totally normal LSD (Long Slow Distances) runners. But now? They are being pushed from all that distance-talking:
they create sheet after sheet full of nonsense running challenges – soon they will be lost in these columns and rows forever
they are being asked by their family members: who are you and what´s that smell?
some of them even started to run in loops again and again
some consider LSD is not enough and go for long-distance-inline-skating or other extreme sports
some wake up in the morning and think it is a normal thing to start the a day with a marathon
some open their weekly Strava stats and wonder why this number has 3 digits and a 2 in the front
some even say they are haunted by the Devil himself
Please. Give them the races back. And the group runs. The above simply can’t be the new normal – my friends will not be able to stop running soon. Forever running – imagine. No one wants that. This is something for the professionals.
Enough of funny challenges – enough of entering numbers in sheets. Where are the races/runs that punch us in the faces and allow us to rest the week before (and call it tapering) and the weeks after (and call it resting)? We need them back! ASAP!
Some of my friends would – as a first step – also being ok with banning all Germans from running. But let’s ignore them for now. Some are also asking to get the winter back. Waist-deep ice-cold water, snow and mud is what they want. Let’s ignore those too for now.
When I got tired, I slept. When I got hungry, I ate. When I had to go, you know, I went. And so, you just ran? Yeah. Forrest Gump
Das Home-Office hat den schönen Vorteil, dass einige Eindrücke aus dem Büro-Alltag festgehalten werden können; wie zum Beispiel, wenn wir uns darüber austauschen, wie wir mit den Challenges umgehen, die uns unsere Mitmenschen stellen. Hier ein kleiner Schnipsel zum Corona Skyrun des Schinders:
Danke an den Schinder für diese daheim ausführbare Challenge. Sie bietet 1364 kleine Perspektivwechsel am Tag und hat den schönen Vorteil, dass ich sie durchführen kann, ohne mir in den anderen Challenges da draußen zu viel Freude vorwegzunehmen.