Football fans (soccer in North America) will have to forgive my laissez faire attitude when it comes to football. But I figured out why I like running so much.
I decided that since I was going to England, I should do what British people do. So I started watching Coronation Street. And love it. I was fortunate enough to find a magazine while I was there that had stuff coming up on Coronation Street. And since we are about a year behind here in Canada, boy will I ever be prepared.
And with the very first hotel I stayed in being right beside the Chelsea Football pitch, I decided to give football a try too. I almost bought the Gazelle a Chelsea football shirt. But didn’t.
But it was while watching the game between Liverpool and Arsenal that I figured out why I LOVE running. No rules.
Ok, some rules. Like you have to start and stop at the line. Oh and you can’t take a cab when you are doing the Boston Marathon, unless you want to be disqualified.
But other than that. Those are the rules. I can run as many times a week as I want to and no one is going to point out the rule that says I have to run 3.957 times a week.
And there is no rule that says I can’t enjoy the scenery when I’m running. I’ve said it before, but what an experience running in Hyde Park.
And my favourite non-rule. I can make friends where ever there are runners gathered.
Oh and for the record the Liverpool and Arsenal game ended in a draw. Who knew there were even special football words. I always thought it was a tie. Excuse me while I go work on a fartlek.
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