5 enemies\friends

5 things that I just love to do and are the complete opposite of running, and that make the whole difference between the bummer and the runner : 


1. Nargila - 
The complete opposite of running , is Nargila - filling your lungs with smoke, tobbaco, and every other componet which is bad or you. I have no idea WHY I smoke - except : it's fun. You enhale and exhale a respected amount of smoke,  and feel more relaxed than you ever felt. the after affect isn't that nice. You can't run after , and I'm not sure what it does to your shape -except ruin it. But I guess that's what bad habbits are for, even if theyr'e too bad. 

That's an early bummer. 

2. Meat - burgers, steaks, white meat, red meat, with cheese, with wine, with coke, with fries  - with everything bad on it (or on the side). 

I really believe that people who take their nutrition too serious, eventually die in car accidents. and besides, what's this world is about if you can't enjoy food - espically one that's really bad for you ? And if you look at it the other way - you make yourself run just to deserve it. 

burger shoes : if those were real , i'd buy the whole edition. 

3.The enemy of all activities : TV. 

I can watch it for hours. days. weeks, maybe, if I have all of the above (food and sleep) - if watching TV was olympic - I'd be the Carl Lewis of all times. hall of famer. 

But it's just killing your time, and you feel fatigue after long watching. I know it might sounds a bit indulgent to you, but believe me - there's nothing worst than an enemy underestimated. 

TV elephant : I still think that the polar bear lives better. 

4.Scotch :  It hurts your liver. It hurts your shape. It aims directly to your heart, brain and muscles. 

BUT YOU DON'T CARE.

I do believe that there's no such thing as a bad whiskey. There are small drinkers, no small drinks when it comes to the Jack. But, I guess that it doesn't consist a part in the nutrition list for runners, but for the bummers - it's like the nectar that fell from the Olympus. 

I have nothing to say more but  - 

make yourself a glass and put your running shoes to rest.

Half marathon : the Russian version. 

5. Snickers, Mars, M&M's, *Bamba, Oreo's, Huggen Daz's, *Egozi, *Mekupelet, Tofifee, Tobleron, Doritos, Lay's, Cheetos, Belgian Chocolate, Bounty, *Red Bamba, Croissantes, Max Brenner's, *Knaffe, Rolades. And the list goes on..

* = Israeli candybars. theyr'e great. 

Best Friend. 

6 .Sleeping -  corny, i know, and I even named it '5 things'  but still - it's my all time favourite. i just love sleeping when it rains, and when i just know that it's cold outside - when I'd give up sleeping for running, remind me that I lost myself.

When you know what's good for you, and you just don't care what they'll say. 

Just wondering - will I ever 'accomplish' giving up all of the above? and is it worth it?and is that the reald border between bummer's and runner's?

Who's the runner and what's the bummer

"There's a difference between knowing the path - and walking the path"

It's not the common runner's blog. I'm not a common runner. 

I don't have a super-slim-non-fat-body. I don't run a kilometer in less than 4 minutes. I don’t have long, runner's legs. Every time I go out for a run I have to convince myself - before, and mainly within the run - that I'm going to do it. 99 % of the time I don't feel any kind of fun during the run - only when I finish it.

 I actually love everything which is evolved - somehow - to the opposite of running : eating. sleeping. reading. watching tv. watching youtube. watching someone else does something while i do nothing. running  was never on that list.

Even Though, I've decided to run the half marathon.

I didn't like running when I was younger, But I had to run. When I served the army, I had no choice but to run. everyday. We'd wake up before the sunrise, and run about 3-5-10 km, uphill, carrying something - which was always unnecessary as uncomfortable - on our backs, and I remember the feeling of not being able to breath - like somehow your lungs shrunk, and there's not enough air you can consume. It was always hard, and the only fun moment I felt was when we came back . I've never imagined that I'd go and run out of my own free will. I've never believed that running can be something that fun. Maybe the reason that  I didn't like running in the army was because it didn't come from my own will, and maybe because it was almost too hard - like everything in the army - but it gave me something I wouldn't get nowhere else : fighting spirit. It made me a warrior - so I wouldn't stop running even if my legs would break and my shoes would set on fire. And now, when I go out and start running - it's still not as natural as it is to most runners - but I feel like I actually breath. 

So, that's the bummer - whatever I felt until now about running. 

So what made me wake up one day and convince myself that I'm going to participate the half-marathon - 21 km of running? 

I guess that I  have some answers - which I'll write about in the next post - but I still feel like I'm finding this one out. 

I'd keep posting about my biggest war - with myself - about quitting everything tomorrow and going back to be the bummer. 

It's the hardest commitment I've ever took on my self - for myself - and it'd be a war, with many big and small battles inside it - that I'd have to fight with myself.

Thank you for reading,

Gon

P.S, if your'e around - Hertzilya , Israel - you can stop by and come with me for a run.