Qualified Condition

January 14, 2009

Run Fun Nun Schmun

Filed under: Non Sequiters for $500 Alex — qualifiedcondition @ 10:00 pm


A long time ago a nun asked me what I like to do for fun.  She wasn’t hitting on me.  I was in a spiritual direction/enneagram class and she was trying to make a point that uptight perfectionist people like me tend to avoid fun for fun’s sake (and consequently that having fun would be a spiritual discipline to embrace, so to speak).  I was disagreeing, because I think that in general I am a fun, albeit overwhelmingly purposeful person.  I like roller coasters and spicy food and playing with dogs… C’mon, obviously I’m fun!  But when she asked the question, “what do you do for fun?” I was stumped.  Schooled by a nun. 
At the time I was running a lot, and I was tempted to say that I “run for fun.”  But it would have been one of those statements that I knew was still on its way to True’s house (and was stuck at the gas station asking for directions).  While running, at that time, was fun, and relaxing, and challenging and good, it was also being drowned out by desired race times, and obsessive worry about losing too much weight, and not eating enough boneless skinless chicken breasts and whole wheat pasta, and a compulsive need to pass that one hot guy with the really great calves, and a nagging suspicion that if I would only develop a better training and tracking routine that I’d be doing better and better… basically I was sucking all of the fun out of my own hobby.  Thank God for nuns.
So these days I am starting to train for a marathon and mostly looking forward to days that I get to run.  I’m thankful that I have knees that work and that I have an opportunity to eat that goo stuff which is basically Pixie Stix for grown-up athletes.  I haven’t decided yet if I am going to be mindful about my speed and run times, or really if I have the mental/emotional capacity not to be mindful about such things.  And I’m probably going to kick you in the balls if you tell me that I’m looking skinny because you people continually insist on assuming that I have way more self esteem than I actually do, and skinny is not a complement for most men who don’t have a wig collection.  But otherwise it is going to be nothing but fun.  Fun fun fun.



  1. That goo stuff tastes good? I always assumed it would be nasty. You know, since it’s goo.

    Comment by Lazlo — January 14, 2009 @ 10:34 pm

  2. Does heroin taste good? I’m talking more about the physiological effects. It tastes like berry flavored spackle.

    Comment by qualifiedcondition — January 14, 2009 @ 10:51 pm

  3. Hey Craig, I’ve started running too and I used to hate running. Now I love it! I haven’t tried goo yet, but I have grown to love peanut butter cliff bars which I used to think tasted like wet peanut butter horse feed. And, I think passing people is more fun than running for “fun.”

    Comment by Tina — January 15, 2009 @ 12:00 am

  4. Gotta love nuns!

    Comment by Spiny Norman — January 15, 2009 @ 3:01 am

  5. I’m always telling C.C., “I’m a good time!” But if you have to say it….

    I think “fun, albeit overwhelmingly purposeful” is probably a better description of me.

    Comment by Cheryl — January 21, 2009 @ 1:15 am

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