08.09.07
Clickety-Clack man
Let me start off by saying that I love to run. Nothing outside of my family (and I guess having a job) means more to me. I love the process of trying to figure out how to improve myself, and of applying that plan every day (with Joan’s tutelage) until the next race. I simply cannot imagine another sport that would provide the same degree of satisfaction.
That being said, I don’t love everything about running. For instance, I have never come to fully love the recovery run. I am not talking about the runs the day after a race. I really enjoy those. Rather, I am referring to the uncomfortably slow and tedious run I do the day after a hard long run or Wednesday night workout. I feel like a wooden puppet in those first miles, herky-jerky, slow and ackward. I feel, in short, like a Clickety-Clack man. No, I don’t know where this term came from; I may have invented it, but would love to give it up. Even with my often sore knee and “crazy legs” running style, I love the feeling of fluidity that can come in the middle of a run in the woods, in a good hard workout or in a good race. I just wish I could feel like that every day.
I watched Haile Gebrselassie running in the NYC half-marathon last weekend. Watching his stride and incredible fluidity, I had to wonder if he ever feels like the Clickety-Clack man? I doubt it………..
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