No, honestly, running jealousy IS a “thing”. Actually, it could also be defined as FOMO (fear of missing out if you’re not down with the kids like me*), but I’m a running blogger and not 18 so we’ll go with running jealousy.
As regular readers know, I have been suffering a bit after my illness in June. It appears that pneumonia and a fractured rib can really knock you for a long time. I haven’t really been back running, although I did try at the Spitfire Scramble. I have vocalised how not exercising is frustrating and gives me itchy feet.
All of this combined makes me a rather useless running blogger. I don’t have any events to recap right now because I’m not fit enough to run them. I can’t share my training regime for the Robin Hood Half Marathon and Beachy Head Marathon because I’m not likely to actually make the start lines due to the fact that I haven’t been able to train.
I can’t review new kit because I haven’t been able to test it on a run.
So on the running front, I don’t have a great deal to say. Other than the fact that I am jealous of everyone else on their running adventures.
- I’m jealous of those getting up for their glorious summer runs at 6am on a Sunday morning. I will ignore the fact that I prefer to pretend 6am doesn’t exist
- I’m jealous of those training for an autumn half marathon, especially the Royal Parks which is one of my favourite events
- I’m jealous of those who have shiny new gadgets that they are being able to use
- I’m jealous of those trying out their gorgeous new shoes and sharing shoe porn. Me, I’m gazing at my shoebox of beautiful Salomon trail running shoes and being grumpy that I’m yet to actually try them. Sorry Salomon.
- I’m jealous that I can’t go and stretch my legs in the fresh air
- I’m jealous of those running PBs
- I’m jealous of those enjoying running
- I’m jealous of those going out for a lovely evening run as the sun set
- I’m jealous of all the shiny new bling people have got!
And mostly, I have FOMO. Oh all right, I used the term. Because we all know, I’m jealous, but would I REALLY go for that 6am run and not complain about it?
*Confession: I saw the term in a magazine and had to look it up.