A Rant About A Boneheaded ‘Up And Running’ Facebook Post On Junk Miles.
It’s as if they are suggesting that you can’t just run for fun. That it somehow doesn’t matter if you run occasionally just because you like getting outside to stretch your legs and to take in the air. That you should always be striving for personal betterment whilst ignoring the simple joy of putting one foot in front of the other foot.
You ask these people what “junk” miles actually are and they can never really pin it down.
They are deliberately vague as they know they are talking out of their arse.
The whole idea of a “junk mile” is relative. Any mile that I’ll ever run would be junk to a professional athlete. The miles I put in are valuable to me for their own reasons, whether it’s training for a half, to relax, to feel better about myself or to simply burn off last nights excess. Your own miles should be valuable to you for your reasons and not living up to what someone else considers a worthy mile.
Who gets the final say on what constitutes a junk mile? Bart Yasso? Galloway? Mo Farah?
When does a junk mile stop being a junk mile? Is it the point where my trademark scowl becomes my sex face? Is there such a thing as a junk kilometer? Or do my junk miles stop being junk miles when I go into an Up And Running and spend £300 on running kit?
The only reason I’m so fucking annoyed by this is that I haven’t ran this week and nervous energy is coursing through me. I’m going out tomorrow at 6am to run what Up And Running would clearly label as 7 junk miles, but you know what?
Fuck Up And Running! I love running and I run as I’m a sucker who loves it for it’s own sake.
So suck my sweaty Irish bag.
P.S. Another reason I’m annoyed tonight is that I just seen this picture of me running the Great Birmingham Run with my bleeding left tit in clear view.
I take this entire post back. The last mile when my tit went red was quite clearly a junk mile.
You are vindicated Up And Running. I will now go running on your special treadmills so you can analyse my arse for running defects.