People run miles every day, outside to stay in shape. I’m not making this up. I’ve heard a lot about it on the internet.
Recently, Jeffrey Tambor told me (via his audio book) about how he once ran 10 miles a day to stay in shape for a rigorous work schedule. Side note: I enjoyed his memoir very much. It offers a lot of personal insight and fun tidbits like this:
Anyway, I suppose I “get” running. It works out your whole body, is good for your brain, burns calories more than almost anything else, can help manage anxiety, and is…fun? IDK. This clip comes to mind:
As someone who has always lived in an extremely warm climate, running confuses and fascinates and frustrates me. It’s mostly too warm where I live to even walk to your car most days without feeling miserable. I’ll admit propelling my body forward at a higher speed than I ever (probably) need to, the rush of the air, and the strong pumping of my heart does sound appealing. On paper. In an air conditioned room.
Even assuming I could get used to waking up extra early before it’s “too hot,” and got in better shape so I eventually enjoyed running, getting to that point would require basically torturing myself for weeks to months. Alas, for now I will refuse to start my day gasping for oxygen, engulfed in sweat. Seems logical.