If graham crackers had legs, I’m pretty sure they’d put them to good use.
I did this one as a design for a running club; their ‘torturous’ mentor/leader is the graham in the front with the bite out of his head. While it may look like the crew of bitty grahams are in varying degrees of torture, that is NOT the truth…they are learning that running takes some sweat, and maybe a tear or two at times?
Naww, no tears, but certainly a looguie or two, am I right?!
When you have runners as friends there are things that you soon learn to not even bat an eye at, loogies are one of them. What’s more, training partners soon become a unique kind of friend; even if you might not exactly been a ‘perfect’ match in the ‘real world’ you find ways to find a common ground between the hours of miles and the shared gruel-fest during repeats.
Then again some of my very closest friends are runners…wow, big surprise. You see, they just ‘get’ us.
So, to those newbie little graham crackers, hang in there. Trust me, it may seem like you’re putting yourself through voluntary torture (and maybe you are) but through that sweat you will learn so much about yourself. And soon you’ll be embracing that lactic burning and *gasp* sort of start to like it in a perverse little way.
1) When did running flip from ‘I hate this, why am I doing this?’ to ‘I feel like a monster if I don’t get my run in?’
2) Who would win in a race, graham crackers or teddy grahams?