Today, after my year-long break from guest posts, they’re back, due to popular demand (I demand that my popular friends write them)! This time I have an entry for you from one of my very best friends, Kathayoon Khalil. She’s qualified to guest blog for me because she’s very smart, she runs sometimes, and she loves bragging about running (not enough to start an entire blog about it, but probably because she is more eloquent than I am and doesn’t need a whole blog to brag with -plus she’s busy blogging about other things). Anyway, here’s a picture of us together to prove that we’re friends, in case you thought I made her up:
Running is hard. And boring. And when I’m in the process of running, I mostly hate it and if I like it, it’s probably because I’m listening to a really good song or admiring my snazzy running shoes. But after a run, it’s like I’ve blacked out the entire last 30-90+ minutes and suddenly running is the greatest thing ever. Not only that, but I am also the greatest runner ever, and everone should know about it. Even if I feel like a disgusting mess while I’m running, there’s no reason why the people who hear my stories shouldn’t be free to imagine me as a spritely and graceful women, sailing over the pavement with minimal effort and maximum beauty.