Here’s something you may not know about me: I run marathons. In fact I am running the NYC marathon this coming November 1st. Usually when I tell people this the reactions run the gamut of “why would you ever do that ?” to “are you insane?” Of course, I also get the sprinkling of “wow, that’s amazing” and “you go girl!” but generally these are followed by rolling eyes and shaking heads.
It’s difficult for people who don’t run marathons to understand the fun of it. (“Fun, she says!”). True, 26.2 miles of running does tend to sap the fun out of it somewhat but really most marathons, and especially the NYC one, are 26.2 miles of PAR-TAY! The bands along the route, the cheering, the sheer energy is hard to equal in anything a normal person like myself could do. Only my homemade brownies at the last soccer dinner were greeted with the same level of enthusiasm, albeit on a much smaller scale. Sure professional sports and entertainment people can experience the roar of the crowd on any given day but poor schmoes like me cannot. That amazing moment when you come across the 59th Street Bridge and enter that tunnel of sound that is created by the millions of people lining First avenue cannot be described. And to have millions of complete strangers rooting you on, well, it’s definitely an “I love humanity” moment.
So what does any of this have to do with knitting?
Well, there are people out there for whom running 26.2 miles is not enough. Some people go on to triathlons or ultra-marathons. And then there are people who do this. (Please note that this gentleman is actually knitting fair isle, not just a design but one that says something. Insert rolling eyes and shaking heads here, you have my permission). This whole knitting-while-running thing was brought most recently to mind when Pam forwarded me an article about a 22 year old who is planning to knit the length of the NYC marathon. It started out as a joke but then this young woman forged ahead with the training runs carrying her yarn and knitting with her. All I have to say to this is, really? REALLY?!?!? Just when you think you’re accomplishing something someone else comes along and on-ups you.
Now, we all have moments when we don’t want to put down our knitting but while running a marathon is definitely NOT one of those moments. I suppose it’s all about proving something to yourself and in the young woman’s mind it also helps to regulate her pace. Generally the fact that I’m breathing and my legs are moving are the two things I count on to determine my pace. I can only hope that I am not running anywhere near her.