Dating A Distance Runner: Number 2

Although I was never into distance running before, I would commonly go through periods of time when I ran 3-5 days a week, 5km each time. During these stints of running, I became acutely aware that when you’re running and you have to go to the washroom, the feeling is much more imminent than in every day life. Continue reading “Dating A Distance Runner: Number 2”

Dating a Distance Runner: Part 1 “Intro to the Sport”

I have to be honest, before I started dating a distance runner, I had no real interest in the sport and knew nothing about it.  A Fartlek to me sounded like a word someone made up to describe a combination of a couple dirty and disgusting things. And a split was a term that was vacant to me unless beside the word banana or when pluralized by my dance teacher cuing me to attempt a very painful exercise. Continue reading “Dating a Distance Runner: Part 1 “Intro to the Sport””