7 Reasons Why Being a Runner Sucks

I love running, and I am a ‘glass half full’ kind of person.
But you have to be delusional not to see the negative side of things, right?
Yep, I hate to break this to you, but running has its negatives.

 
1) We don’t care what others think anymore.

 


 
Sure we may have spent our twenties trying to get over the trauma of our childhood / teen years when what our friends (and enemies) thought of us was the most important thing in the world.
And finally, running gave us the confidence and self-esteem to do what we believe is right for us.
However, there’s a fine line between confidence and not giving a fuck. We are late to work because we had to fit in our morning run, we wear K-Tape on our calves with a mini skirt the day of the big court appearance, we have sunglasses tan lines that we don’t even try to hide under makeup. So what.

 
2) We eat too much. All day.

 


 
No diets, no counting calories, no watching what we eat.. sounds like a dream, right?
Well it may be a dream for us runners, but it’s a nightmare for everyone around us.
For our partner/roommate, when the fridge is always empty (even the day after they went grocery shopping), or for our coworkers when all those cupcakes that big client sent just disappeared, or for our friend who got about a tenth of the appetizers we were supposed to share.

 
3) We don’t have time for anything or anyone.

 


 
Between running, making a training plan, analyzing our data, going to bed early to get up the next day for an early morning long run, going to bed late because we went running in the evening and then had to stretch and shower and foam roll.. oh, and working full time, or studying full time, or being a mom, or being a dad…
Well, we obviously have no time left to see our friends, talk to them, pay any attention to our significant other, go shopping, hit the like button on Facebook, feed the dog, clean the house…

 
4) All our money goes to running.

 


 
At first we thought we didn’t need much, a pair of running shoes and some old t-shirt would do.
But then we had to get better running shoes (a pair or seven), a closet full of sweat wicking clothes, special running socks, pay the entry fee to races, all kind of weird nutrition items for runners, a million dollar GPS watch, compression sleeves and KT tape and Bodyglide and knee bands.
We spent most of our hard earned money on running. And we don’t even feel bad about it.

 
5) We are high most of the time.

 


 
I know you know runner’s high is a real thing and the real deal. We are the bomb. At least we think so.

 
6) And then we come down.

 


 
And that ain’t pretty. We are in a bad mood, annoyed with everyone, have no patience to sit through one red light. Until we can get our fix again.

 
7) Our friends don’t want to hang out with us anymore.

 


 
So we’ve found the time, and we’ve made an effort, and we are willing to go to bed after 9:00 PM tonight so we can hang out with our friends.
That’s assuming they are willing to listen, once again, to our story about running a marathon, or how our knee makes this popping noise when we run, or why drivers should always give runners preference when crossing the street, or how much money we raised running for our charity, or how running a 7:48 pace on our 10K instead of the 7:45 we wanted is just completely unfair and ridiculous and we don’t even know what happened to us.

 

Do any of these apply to you?