June 6th, 10:19 AM. I think I'll try for 6 miles today, for real. Maybe not. Last week sucked. But the weather is better today. I can do it, if I take some breaks. I'm wearing a new sports bra. We'll see where the road takes me. I just signed up for a 10k. In JULY. It's going to be friggin' hot, hotter than today. Good lord. Is that a clown on the side of the road making balloon animals??? For a bath and kitchen center grand opening??? Why??? He's looking at me, run faster. Nothing to see here, creepy clown. And I almost died tripping over branch. Ok, try to huff and puff a little less as you pass these college kids...not that they even seemed to notice me. Dogs! Hello doggies! Your owners didn't even glance at me. The friggin' clown tries to make eye contact from across the street but these dog owners give me nothing.
I feel ok, I think I can do this. What did the guy at the flower stand say to me? Not sure, but try to smile...did that looks at pained as it felt? Face...muscles...can't...control....Ok, I'm running the route in reverse. There's no turning back. Well, there is, but I still have to make it home, so... I'll need to stop and walk soon. Oh the dog walkers again! Still nothing. I thought dog owners were friendly. I'm totally gonna run a marathon some day. Right?! I know I'm moving but it feels like slow motion. Like those dreams I have when I can't walk quickly or run and eventually I try crawling. What does that mean anyway? I should probably walk. Sad balloon animal tied to the lamp post, but I think the clown is gone. Jesus, no, he's still there!! Feet away from me!! Look away, and definitely don't walk now. Do not engage, clown, do not engage. Wait, I'm at 5.5 miles. And I haven't stopped yet. Am really going to this?? Why are the last few yards uphill? Don't run me over Mr. Truck. Phew. Holy shit, I actually did it, and totally fist-pumped myself.
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