The Gift of Running

Just wanted to start off this post by saying thanks to everyone that read my first post and also provided some feedback, it was greatly appreciated. Well with that said, on to my next entry. (also want to apologize for taking so gat dayum long on this post)...(also I hope to have a post ready before my race on Saturday)

This time off from running, has been pretty frustrating to say the least and with the Atlanta Half Marathon coming up in 2 months, it sucks that injury had set me back in my training, but nonetheless wasn't much else I could do. Anyhow, while the non-running has been a pain in the ass to say the least, it has given me an opportunity to reflect on running and how much I take it for granted sometimes. Now I know it probably seems a bit weird how I just said that, but you have to understand that running has given a lot to me. Has running provided me with a new career, a booming career, and international acclaim? Hell no, but when I say that it's provided me with so much, I mean the energy, the confidence, pretty much a new lease on life. It's given me something to strive for and something that I'm very passionate about, probably more than anything. Running is the outlet that allows me to be alone with my thoughts, to process all things in my life and to act as a pressure valve for my stress. Well sorry to blabber on and on...and on...and on, but I think you get the point. Either way, to sum it up, running has been a Godsend plain and simple.

Now I realize that there are lots of people out there that hate running, and I can understand that. It's not for everyone, some people just don't find it that appealing and maybe some people just find it too intense? I can speak for everyone, but I mean I can empathize. Either way it's not for everyone and that's okay...although some people that have dealt with me in the past when discussing running probably think I'm some asshole that takes it too seriously like I'm a paid professional...and yes for whatever reason I do and I probably know the answer why I am that way, but now is not the time for that discussion...but I digress I do have a tendency to be over the top about it and I apologize to those people. It's not the end all be all and if someone reading this decides to dedicates themselves to running then fantastic, or if they say this guys a moron, running is for lame-o's well that's okay too, but homeboy I sure hope your doing something to better yourself and not just being a hater because of your own indiscretions. I mean personally, I think all people should have one type of physical activity that they partake in on a regular basis. It's not just for self improvement, but also to keep yourself from eating all damn day (I know I do that a lot, bored eating that is)

Either way, I would like to challenge the people that read this post to find something that allows you find that that...that shit that I found from running. It's been proven that running and other physical activities have many benefits (http://www.active.com/running/Articles/6-Benefits-of-Running) and who doesn't want to better themselves, ain't nothin wrong with that. Whether it's walking, cycling, swimming, etc. with cool Fall weather upon, summer heat is no longer an excuse. Try it out and if one doesn't tickle your fancy then try another and another until you find that one that makes you say aaaaahhhhh yeeeeeahhh, you know what I'm talking about.

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Atlanta Track Club
West Texas Running Club

A New Attitude

Starting a blog that follows my running exploits has been on my to do list for a hot minute to say the least. Well ironically enough I begin this excursion during the most non productive running period I've had in some time, but nonetheless there's never a bad time to start, amirite? With that said, let me give some brief information about myself.

My name is Fernando Rivas and I am a fat ass. I don't mean to be so blunt, but honestly it's the truth (I also would like to apologize up front for the foul language that may occur in the future) However, I used to be an even bigger lard ass a few years ago and because of my unhealthy ways I had an embarrassing situation that made me realize that I needed to change something, thus leading me to start running again. Running to me had always been a safe haven of sorts, it provided me the high I needed, the time to be alone with my thoughts, and provided the greatest outlet for all the trials and tribulations in my life. However, for whatever I reason I'd gotten away because of the usual numbskull shit that college students do but unfortunately as I got further and further away from running I just became a giant schlub (which I still am, thus the title of the blog but anyhow...) I drank all the time (which I do still occasionally get drunk), ate lots of fast food (which I still struggle with), and smoked Black and Mild cigars (which were smooth as eggs).

Well unfortunately, this lead to that faithful day back in 2010 when I had to be taken to the emergency room by my cousin, Sebastian, and subsequently endured an embarrassing fiasco, not from service of hospital attendants but from the fact that I had allowed myself to get to such a poor state. Needless to say, long story short I needed to start running again and honestly I had no clue how terrible of shape I had gotten. Well as the cliche goes, with hard work, perseverance, and forcing myself to run when I didn't want to or didn't feel good or the weather sucked, there I was chipping away. I started out close 290 lbs and recently got down around 238 (Well unfortunately a recent trip back to Texas and mom's home cooking made me gain some back, but anyhow). Well after awhile I started to wonder about running races for fun and entered my first race, a breast cancer awareness 5k (well you know the one) and it's been on since then.

So I started to run races for the hell of it, and then I started to become a little more competitive and started to really push myself to get better and improve, and now here I am a few years later in Atlanta, Georgia sitting on my ass because of a damn pulled hamstring (now also a bruised quad). Well guess there's no better time to start a blog not necessarily documenting my running exploits, but more importantly trying offer advice and encouragement to other folks with honesty and wit. So hopefully you guys will allow me to humor, entertain, and educate you on the trials and tribulations of being a schlub runner.

Fernando

Atlanta Track Club

West Texas Running Club