15 Replies to “A Runner’s Fairy Tales: Little Garmerella”
Amazing. Clearly, the evil step-mother and sisters have to run the same course, with no walking breaks! Preferably with someone holding a whip to keep them moving.
I can’t hear anyone – I once asked the Rake to head down to the finish line, and he cheered (allegedly). I was so focused on the end, I never saw him, even though I knew he was supposed to be there.
Dad was a runner, and I did little athletics. But my first long distance running was November last year!
Neither parent runs (my mom does walk and bike a little, just for health. She’s also in her 60s so that’s about all she really can do now). I didn’t even do sports growing up, lol. The stepfamily sounds awfully like my MIL and SIL, haha.
Glad we are straight on the miles emails, hopefully with more people getting their emails to you, you will be up on the challenge this week.
I didn’t start running until my early twenties (sob…now rocking the quarter century…), and neither of my parents are runners. Glad to be able to pass the torch onto my little sister though, even if I will never convince her to run a half marathon with me 🙂
I think one of the step-sisters should be good, and ask our heroine to teach her how to run! Pass the chicking flag on 🙂 As for the evil stepmother….
I can’t hear anything when I am racing, but my sense of smell is on overdrive, and strangely the smell of food makes me feel very unwell.
okay, the food thing i don’t think is that weird because there are certain food smells that make me want to toss my cookies if i’m running. actually during HS track one of the shotput coaches used to set up a BBQ in the middle of the field….yea, running 2miles and having to go thru smoke and the smell of cooking sausage is not a treat for the tummy. 😛
What a fun post Cait 🙂 Neither of my parents are or have been (remotely!) runners and my siblings don’t run either…which may be part of why I came to running quite late in life and didn’t get into it seriously at school.
Touching story! well done
*tear drop runs down my cheek*
I wear headphones, but I do still hear the crowd but mostly just feed off their energy. Like a vampire, I suck energy from their souls and run on. I also love a good sign. Signs, signs, everywhere signs.
im usually super zoned out when i run. people ALWAYS say they see me or yell at me and i have no idea. but then i will randomly pick out people i barely know/or that i dont expect to see and be like OMG…THATS So and So! haha. runner’s brain. its awesome;)
Great story !!! As for question #2 The Evil Three, i have a quick story about this Biotch :)I came across on my run one day.I had been injured for a while and was trying to run the opposite side of the road, the crazy runner in me thought this might help. It was a light traffic area and early am. now i pass this B walking and say good morning and she mumbles under her breath with out saying hello that i am on the wrong side. Now 1st to quote a great writer, illustrator,and runner ” Don’t Provoke the injured runner”;) even though i have been running for 20yrs and shes got me bent now i kept my cool and everytime I saw her kept smiling. Make the long story short with in a year she went from walking to jogging to smiling to not being a biotch! moral of the story maybe if the evil three were runners they would have been nicer people! Oh sometimes I catch her on the wrong side of the road, but of coarse i dont say anything 😉
oh my gosh…awesome story!! we’ll call it “how the runner transformed the bi###!!” i smell a movie deal later…jk. that’s really cool the transform that lady went thru, we’ll credit it to the endorphins. how can u be a B when u’re hopped up on a runner’s high? 😉
Amazing. Clearly, the evil step-mother and sisters have to run the same course, with no walking breaks! Preferably with someone holding a whip to keep them moving.
I can’t hear anyone – I once asked the Rake to head down to the finish line, and he cheered (allegedly). I was so focused on the end, I never saw him, even though I knew he was supposed to be there.
Dad was a runner, and I did little athletics. But my first long distance running was November last year!
haha…oh, poor Rake, his voice just faded into the background of runner noise blur. 🙂
Neither parent runs (my mom does walk and bike a little, just for health. She’s also in her 60s so that’s about all she really can do now). I didn’t even do sports growing up, lol. The stepfamily sounds awfully like my MIL and SIL, haha.
Glad we are straight on the miles emails, hopefully with more people getting their emails to you, you will be up on the challenge this week.
oh no!! u have a couple step-sloths in the family too?? 😉
I didn’t start running until my early twenties (sob…now rocking the quarter century…), and neither of my parents are runners. Glad to be able to pass the torch onto my little sister though, even if I will never convince her to run a half marathon with me 🙂
I think one of the step-sisters should be good, and ask our heroine to teach her how to run! Pass the chicking flag on 🙂 As for the evil stepmother….
I can’t hear anything when I am racing, but my sense of smell is on overdrive, and strangely the smell of food makes me feel very unwell.
okay, the food thing i don’t think is that weird because there are certain food smells that make me want to toss my cookies if i’m running. actually during HS track one of the shotput coaches used to set up a BBQ in the middle of the field….yea, running 2miles and having to go thru smoke and the smell of cooking sausage is not a treat for the tummy. 😛
What a fun post Cait 🙂 Neither of my parents are or have been (remotely!) runners and my siblings don’t run either…which may be part of why I came to running quite late in life and didn’t get into it seriously at school.
sooo, i just think that means u’re the coolest of the family. 🙂 jk…no lost love to the rest of the kari crew!! hehe
Touching story! well done
*tear drop runs down my cheek*
I wear headphones, but I do still hear the crowd but mostly just feed off their energy. Like a vampire, I suck energy from their souls and run on. I also love a good sign. Signs, signs, everywhere signs.
i kno, i should submit it to hallmark’s happy endings or something. 😉
“like a vampire” …love it, all those on the sidelines better guard their souls!
im usually super zoned out when i run. people ALWAYS say they see me or yell at me and i have no idea. but then i will randomly pick out people i barely know/or that i dont expect to see and be like OMG…THATS So and So! haha. runner’s brain. its awesome;)
hahaha…i’ve had a few random pop-out voices before, and then people i DO know are like, “wat, u remember that stranger but not me?!?” lol
Great story !!! As for question #2 The Evil Three, i have a quick story about this Biotch :)I came across on my run one day.I had been injured for a while and was trying to run the opposite side of the road, the crazy runner in me thought this might help. It was a light traffic area and early am. now i pass this B walking and say good morning and she mumbles under her breath with out saying hello that i am on the wrong side. Now 1st to quote a great writer, illustrator,and runner ” Don’t Provoke the injured runner”;) even though i have been running for 20yrs and shes got me bent now i kept my cool and everytime I saw her kept smiling. Make the long story short with in a year she went from walking to jogging to smiling to not being a biotch! moral of the story maybe if the evil three were runners they would have been nicer people! Oh sometimes I catch her on the wrong side of the road, but of coarse i dont say anything 😉
oh my gosh…awesome story!! we’ll call it “how the runner transformed the bi###!!” i smell a movie deal later…jk. that’s really cool the transform that lady went thru, we’ll credit it to the endorphins. how can u be a B when u’re hopped up on a runner’s high? 😉
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