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This week is a free week, so I decided to have some fun. I want to write about
We know them. We love them. They define us. We understand. These are the hashtags that unite us as runners.
Good ol’ “Fear of Missing Out.” No one likes being the odd man (or woman) out, which is why #FOMO is so tempting.
It’s also the reason I registered for, and ran, a marathon. Normal, reasonable me didn’t give two figs about completing 26.2 miles. #FOMO me started wondering what I was missing. If a group of good running friends was up for it, it couldn’t be that bad. A couple glass of red wine later, I had talked myself right into signing up, and eight months after that, I was crossing the finish line of a marathon.
Obviously, I forgot all my childhood lessons about not caving to peer pressure. But I’ve learned my lesson and won’t be doing THAT again. or will I?…
“You Only Live Once”, or as I like to call it: “What’s the Worst That Could Happen?”
And this, my running friends, is why I have ended up with (edible, non-toxic) colored powder up in my nose, in my ears and in lots of places that don’t need to be discussed. (I don’t care what they tell you – that purple is hard to wash off!)
It’s also why I’ll be a part of a team at the Ragnar Relay Trail in Alafia River in a few weeks. There, I’ll be running my first relay (trail or otherwise), camping for the first time, and running in the woods at night. #YOLO!
From “runger” to missing toenails and everything in between, we runners have problems. While this hashtag might not solve our issues, it does give us a way to bond and commiserate over injuries, chafing, upset tummies, shoe updates that leave us cold and a whole host of other complaints. Misery loves company, and it’s great to have a virtual shoulder on which to cry.
Oh, do we know that feeling. We see a race pop up on Facebook, or a friend mentions a cool race she is trying, and the next thing we know, we are forking over our registration fee and filling in dates on our calendar. This running thing is an addictive hobby, and it’s so easy to get caught up in the madness.
It’s about the miles. I know it is. But I love collecting my bling. The bigger and sparklier, the better. And if a race offers a multiday or multi distance challenge for extra medals? I am all over that.
I chose my first half marathon on the basis of bling, and I am (mostly) not ashamed to admit it’s part of what my race selection process.
Do these hashtags resonate with you? Add your own!