Thursday, February 14, 2019
Keep Underestimating Me
Incident #1- I’m doing a half marathon out of town. I’ve done 100+ races with more than 40 of them half’s. Most of my travel gear is fitness or running apparel. So inevitably at packet pickup people assume I’m running the 5k or 10k. Even though there are clearly marked lines for each distance and I’m standing in line for the half marathon they assume I’m wrong. Because I’m a curvy girl and don’t fit their image of what a runner looks like. Forget the fact that there are runners of all ages, sizes and paces at every race. Every once in a while I get a condescending “good for you”. Eff them. Don’t pat me on the head like I’ve achieved some great feat as a fat girl. I trained for this. I run/bike 20+ miles a week. How dare you ruin a perfectly good day for me. Worse than that is the person handing me my t-shirt was like “is this your first half?” God I hate people.
Incident #2- I always take local fitness classes when I travel. For people who travel a lot that haven’t discovered Class Pass it is awesome. You can sign up for fitness classes at multiple gyms in the area for a monthly fee equal to your typical monthly gym fee. Way cheaper than paying for a day pass and a lot more options.
So I get to the studio early. It’s just me and the instructor at first. She was very nice to me. We chat it up while we’re waiting for the rest of the class to arrive. I tell her I’m in town for the race and she is clearly surprised. She tells me to modify if I need to since my legs may be sore. A couple songs into the class she says “wow, you’re really fit”. I know she didn’t mean anything negative by it and that I should have taken it as a compliment. But what sticks with me is that she decided I wasn’t fit when she looked at me. That her first impression was that I wasn’t fit. That no matter how many races I run or classes that I take people will always see me as unfit and I will constantly have to prove myself.
Sunday, June 21, 2015
My Love Hate Relationship with Road Races
When I first started running in road races, I was quite the loner. I was often the only black person there and I was in the back of the pack. Every once in a while I would make friends during the race. People who ran around my pace and struck up a conversation during the race or in the recovery tent. But generally I kept to myself. I drove to races by myself. I ran by myself. After the race I ate my snacks alone, stretched alone and then drove home.
As my confidence increased and I noticed a lot more runners who looked like me and/or ran my pace or slower I loosened up. I hung out longer after races. I initiated conversations with people. I even ran with other people every once in a while. Occasionally, I would choose the wrong person to talk to. Some pseudo-elite runner would bristle at the nerve of someone like me to make a comment about the race or a suggestion about something he was complaining about. But more often than not my experiences were positive.
For me running is meditation. It is my time to clear my head, to fantasize, to work through my problems. I have been told by people that they waved to me or yelled my name during a race but I ignored them. I am so much in my head during a race that I often don't notice other people, landmarks and course markers. Luckily I have only gotten lost twice!
Lately running has been less therapeutic and more stressful. The local 5ks have become a place for families to gather. For people to sight see and take pictures. For large herds of inexperienced and rude people to block the paths of runners and turn a leisurely run into an obstacle race.
I find myself running off road to avoid people that are running 5-people across or swerving to avoid people who come to a dead stop in the middle of the road. I waste energy passing these people or being angry at them. I find myself tense and relieved when the race is over.
One solution is to line up closer to the front. But then I risk making myself an obstacle for the faster runners. I don't want to ruin anyone else's race. A better solution is to take the local 5ks out of my rotation. To only participate in longer or more difficult races that will not attract those people.
This will take me back to my loner days. There will be more elite runners. There will be less people that look like me. I will be in the back if not last. But I will have peace again. I will be able to run my race with my shoulders relaxed and my head cleared. It will be worth it. I just hope my self esteem is strong enough to take it in stride.
