Running is My Boyfriend

The other day when I was working on my dissertation thinking about my love life, I realized something.  For the past 6-9 months, I've been in a pretty serious relationship.  With running.  I remembered reading Emily Faherty's "Running is My Boyfriend" and Jill Barville's "What's Your Relationship with Running", so I decided to do my own analysis.

Here's a little rundown of me and running:

I plan my weekends around it

Saturday	Sunday
28 Pace: 8 mi	29 LSD: 18 mi

I talk about it so much I'm pretty sure half my friends want to duct tape my mouth shut

It takes me on vacation

NYC!

It gets me bling

Shiny!

I really look forward to our dates most days, but I also enjoy getting a break one day a week

There are pictures of the two of us all over my room

Fun fact: race pictures are super flattering

Since we met, I've stopped watching what I eat

Mmm, Domino's

Some weeks it's the last thing I think about before I fall asleep and the first thing I think about when I wake up

Most of the time it makes me really happy, but every once in a while it hurts me

Brrrrr

Sound familiar?