I like running on the treadmill at the health club across the street from my work. It gives me a reason to get up and drive to work super early. There's a certain peace to the club in the early morning. Not that many people are there. Everyone is sorta of quiet, as they are all waking up.
I like the treadmill, because I can concentrate on one thing, speed. The course never changes, there are no stop lights and I have to keep pace or I'll fly off the back. I plug in a pace and I can just concentrate on running.
Another great thing about the treadmill, is that I can hear my footsteps. Am I quiet? Am I loud? I try to have whisper feet, that just glide across the belt. The quieter my steps, the more efficient I am.
However, there is one woman who runs regularly in the morning, who I will call Ms. Clomper. Ms. Clomper overstrides and lands on her heels with noise so loud, you can hear her running on the floor below, 100 feet away. Luckily, I wear headphones and can drown out a bit of the clomping, but I have the continued urge to give her advice. I desperately want to tell her to shorten her stride, just a bit.
It's a bit like a Seinfeld episode, some people are "close talkers", she's a "noisy runner." If I tell her she's a noisy runner, will she become self-conscious and stop running? Will she tell the health club management that I'm harassing her? Or will it just create a bad vibe, so that every time I see her, I'll feel uncomfortable.
For now, I'll do my best to keep my mouth shut and just run.
San Elijo Hills Running Club
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