Seriously, I am. I mean when people write running books, they are using my amazing stats as the basis for what a real runner should do. Yes, I have such amazing physical strength, such outstanding willpower. What is the latest impressive feat that I accomplished?
Don't fall out of your chair when I tell you.
I, little RR, the Fruit Fly of the running blog world, ran one whole mile!
Hold your applause, please. No, really. No need for a standing ovation. It is okay. I understand your admiration. It's only natural.
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Yeah, so I came home from work and found my new clothes from RunningSkirts in my mailbox. Naturally I ripped that sucker open! I tried on the top, which is supposed to be worn at the Disneyland Half. Too tight. Erg. I mean seriously, I felt like I looked preggo in it. And after running 13 miles I'd look even worse! (Today I mailed it back in exchange for the next size up). I was so distracted with the clothes and buying presents at the liquor store that I never remembered that I was actually hungry.
I consulted my 5 drawers of running clothes (tonight it will be upgraded to SIX) and pulled out my new adidas running skirt and top. I also mixed it up and went without the KT tape and in Zensah sleeves versus adidas. The adidas fit tighter, I think I prefer them, but I was being all mixy-upy. I also switched out the adidas shoes and ran in my Nikes. I'm thinking I'll wear Nike at the next race, so I wanted to spend more time with them.
Anyhoozy... I set out without music (again because I was all mixy-upy) and was going to do 2 or 3 miles. It was already 9pm. It was getting dark. I ran way faster than I probably should have at first. I usually use music to keep pace and help me go slower or faster. This time I was just listening to myself breathe, and I really annoyed myself. I seriously hate sounds.
After one mile I paused and thought, "Damn. Why do I feel so funny?" Then it hit me. I was freaking starving. I am old. I normally have dinner around 6pm. My tummy was growling. I was dehydrated. I was being a weenie. So I walked my neon self home and cooked a pizza!
I rock.
I hate listening to myself breath - I'm like a frickin' freight train!
ReplyDeleteBummer about the top!
ReplyDeleteYes...eat well early!! That's how we old folks roll!! :)
Six drawers! Wow! That's a lot of running clothing! I try to keep it down to two myself.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I forget to eat, but that doesn't happen often. :)
You are so totally rockin that neon! And I'm uber jealous of your collection of cute running clothes. Those fitness clothing people don't have a big selection for us fat runners. I'm gonna have cute running clothes next year...you just wait!
ReplyDeleteAnd I think that was one impressive mile :)
I need to expand my running clothes empire.
ReplyDeleteOMGGGGGGGGG YOU ARE SO CUUUUUUUTE
ReplyDeleteWHERE IS THAT SKIRT FROM!? is it the undies underneath or shorts kind?! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Goodness, i better see you at the damn disney race!
Hey...at least it's one more mile in the running bank!!
ReplyDeleteYou continuously crack me up!
ReplyDeleteYou have a TON of running clothes! A lot of mine are tech shirts from races that I can't wear in the summer cuz it's too hot for sleeves, of any variety! Well you know me, my next race Im just gonna go topless... hahaha!
Congrats on the mile :-P Legs are feeling good?
AMEN! You are my twin! I HATE SOUNDS too!
ReplyDeleteEspecially, when I am eating, when I wake up, it has to be quiet. I am about to go a little cra-cra here.