1. I did not do yoga yesterday. I did work on a business plan for my studio that I can no longer afford.
2. It's trash day and I'm running before pickup, so I have to run out of my neighborhood.
3. Sure it's July in the south. The question is, why am I going for a run to cool off? (The answer: My 100+ year old house is so close to catching on fire, it already feels like it is on fire.)
4. I think I'm addicted to sunscreen.
5. I did not really feel like running today. I wanted to, but I did not feel well, sleep much, eat much yesterday, or get enough water yesterday. I wanted to eat, drink, and go back to bed. And by drink, I mean pina coladas. (Which smell like sunscreen.)
Bah. I was so out of it today I had to use the calculator on my phone to set the alarm on my phone. I wonder why I can't get an accounting job...what's 36+18=? BAH. Yes, it was a Run 18, Walk 5. I took off, with a full-on devil may care attitude today. I took the mp3 off random and put it on the Cage The Elephant cd, and cranked it. I headed for the post-apocalypitcal neighborhood, conquered that hill, ran to a different busy street than I usually run down, was about halfway through my run, so I started heading back. "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked" came on, and I sang along for a block or so. How I've found the breath to do this escapes me, but man that is a perfect song.
"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked, Money don't grow on trees. We got bills to pay, We got mouths to feed, There ain't nothing in this world for free. I know we can't slow down, We can't hold back, Though you know, we wish we could. No there ain't no rest for the wicked, Until we close our eyes for good."
Got to the intersection with my normal busy street, but still had plenty of time, so I decided to run downtown. Why people think a runner in a crosswalk at a 4-way is any different than a fat-ass pokey mfer with 19 kids in tow escapes me, but I came ---> <----- this close to punching a guy's car as he pulled past me. Probably, had I not been holding the mp3 in one hand, and the phone in the other, I'd be blogging from the jail or the hospital right now. Apparently the happy endorphin rush is blocked up somewhere by all the sunblock I lathered on.
But I ran on, raging. I ran between the two vacant building I want to open a yoga studio in, and I raged some more. I ran and ran and ran. I pegged the next corner as my finish line, and then I ran some more. I had run around in such an odd loop I was about to come up on my traditional finish line, but finally my alarm went off. I almost passed out. Not kidding. I did the thing I used to do where I consciously remind myself of how to call 911 if I go down, but it was so severe, I just told myself to push 2, which is Husband's speed dial (he hadn't left for work yet). I KNEW I shouldn't have run today.
Bet you never thought you'd meet a girl like me. ;) You can run all night and day but that song'll be stuck. You can't get away.
Weather: Hot as Balls. 80, Sunny, No Wind, 80% Humidity, Feels like 85.
Time: 7:30am; Run 18, Walk 4
Distance: 2.7K (1.68m) (I was sure I had run a whole 5K today)
Elevation: +32.5/-31.2/net 1.3 ft
5K/10K: 42:48/1:30:29 (2nd only to kansas)
Run Time: 18 mins
Distance: 2.29K (1.42m)
5K/10K: 41:51/1:28:27
I can't wait until I'm just running because I'm sick of keeping track of the run times, yet I can't get away. From it. Now that the race time predictors are so close, I've lost interest.
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