Running Musings - 021508

The run started ok, and the songs were good, but after about 2 miles I was surviving on the survival shuffle. I thought I would make a good lava lamp. Mysterious, always moving, but at a snail's pace. I almost stoped a couple times, but I hate to stop, since I never resume running afterwards. I ran 3 miles.

The highlight was afterward. So, the run is over (Yippee!), and when I'm in my twin's house this little doggie in the picture, Ceasar, wants me to throw the ball. So, all of a sudden I'm not so slow snails yawn, but I'm the SuperBall Thrower! Great way to relax the arm muscles used while running. Also, I told my twin that I wasn't motivated to run this morning, but I was planning on running this afternoon. If she talked with her husband, could he come home early-ish, about the same time last Friday, so that I can run before he has to leave again? He did, and he laughs at me, and said, "You have no excuse!" He made sure to get home so that I could run before he had to leave again :) Man, I was taking such a good nap, too.

Running Musings - 020208

I REALLY was going to run, really. I procrastinated for a few hours. Since it's Saturday that's OK. I stay at my twin's on Fridays so that an adult is home when their kids are home. Then my twin drives me back home on Saturdays. Usually, I sleep all day on Saturdays, but today I started off playing Dogopoly with my 6 year old niece

So, my twin went to get her oil changed, and I was ready to take a nap. I was all dressed for running as I KNEW I was going to do it at some point, but naps on Saturdays are just a great combination.

All of a sudden KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK on the door! My brother-in-law comes in "Go RUNNING!" Obviously my twin put him up to these shenanigans, ruining a potentially good nap. He took it one step further and invited the two little doggies to jump up on my bed, and be themselves. Eeeek! Ok, I'll run!

I was all dressed, like I wrote earlier, I stretched out good n' plenty, I was about to put my shoes on when I noticed I brought one running shoe and one walking shoe that's the same color! Ohmygawd! All that glorious procrastination for nothing. I shouldn't run or else I could possibly hurt myself with two different shoes. I really wanted to run. Oh well.

Instead I took my twin's dog out for a walk. She's mighty fast for a doggie that looks like a bratwurst with legs.

Here she is in a Cleopatra moment (her name is Cleo, short for Cleopatra)