There’s something I’ve really noticed since I’ve moved to BsAs. There’s a lot of classism here.
Coming from Austin, Texas, where just about everyone is friendly, and it’s a common occurrence to see Michael Dell, Lance Armstrong, or Matthew McConaughey running on Townlake trail with the rest of us, I find this classism particularly annoying.
People here will ask lots and lots of questions to try to get to know what class you are in: What neighborhood do you live in? What do you do for a living? Where are you planning on going for vacation?
It is often done in a rapid-fire manner, before they even ask your name. Not everyone does it, but it’s definitely common. Anyway, there are lots of other things that people do, but I won’t go into them.
What I really want to say is that one of the reasons that I have always loved running is that I think, more than any other sport, it is a great equalizer of some of the discrimination that goes along with classism. Really, all you need are a pair of running shoes, something to run in, and a place to run and you can excel in the sport. Once you have that – you can be just like the rest of us.
I’ve always noticed something in any running group or running race that I have been in. You can’t tell as much who has money and who doesn’t. What I think is most important is that I think fewer people actually care. There is something about getting together as a group, running together (at times suffering together), sweating together, etc that makes people put their guard down, whether their guard is their money or their beauty or the fact that they received their degree from So-and-so prestigious university.
And I have to say, I like that.
I hope to see you out on the trail.
Te mando besos,