On Exercise
Had a conversation with some officemates at the gym on Monday:
A: How much did you run on Sunday?
Me: 14 miles.
A: Wow.
B: Why are you running that far, are you training for something?
Me: No. I’m just tired of being out of shape.
B: If you’re running 14 miles, you’re not out of shape.
B’s last statement gave me pause. I guess it must be true to some extent. But it’s not how I seem myself. I still feel out of shape. Damn residual self-image. Guess I’ll have to update it at some point.
On Conversations
Being an introvert, I tend to worry when meeting or dealing with people one-on-one. This extends to even the very best of my friends. I worry that I won’t know what to say, or will say the wrong thing. Thankfully, most of the time, things tend to go well. Conversations come easily, or the silence is comfortable. Mind you, this is self-fulfilling. People who mesh with the way I am tend to get defined as ‘friends’. People who don’t, well… don’t. Such is life.
There are occasionally people that I’d like to get to know better, and I feel would like to get to know me / us better, just that the conversations don’t come easily. In fact, I’ve had meta-conversations with people like this on this topic. In the end, we’re friendly, but don’t really become friends. It’s odd.
What do you consider as being in better shape: 14 miles in 2.5 hours or 3 miles in 24 minutes?
My tendency is to agree with your feeling and disagree with B’s assessment. Admittedly, jogging 14 miles does say something positive about your fitness.
Daniel: Hard to tell which I consider being in better shape actually. One’s a marathon (for me), the other’s a f’ing fast sprint. Apples and oranges.