born to fly (except not really)

I think I might be becoming a Runner. I've been running for about eight months now, but until recently, I know I haven't been a Runner. Lately though, I've found myself enjoying my runs, which is a little frightening. I make running playlists and download new songs and get excited about listening to them. As I drive through my neighborhood I plan out new routes in my head. And when it's sunny out, I actually look forward to getting home from work and changing into my running clothes.

I don't know if this will last long, or if I want it to. Usually Runners kind of annoy me. They talk about how they only ran six miles yesterday instead of eight, and I want to slap them (don't worry, I usually don't). I know I won't get to that point any time soon, which is a nice reassurance, But since my next triathlon is in five weeks, I guess it's okay to be a sorta-Runner for now.

Also, if you happen to be a guy, please know they when my friends and I are out running, we do notice when you slow down and turn your head to stare at us. And we don't appreciate it. Really, we don't. We pretty much think you're a creep.