Rambling thoughts from my first 'training' run, with 13.1 miles in mind.
My test run. Can I actually still run? I haven’t run since
the St. Paddy’s Day 5k. Maybe I will get 5 feet and vomit and then I will have
a reason to back out of this thing. Nope, I am still running. Why? Why am I still running and how can I still run 2
miles without stopping? That is bull shit. Thanks a lot body. If I can do 2 miles, my friends are going to think I can do
13 miles. Crazy friends.
Why are there so
many mosquitoes on this path? Gotta hold my breath so they stop flying into my
mouth. Crap, holding my breath means I can't breath and now I am gasping
for air. Oh look another mosquito flew into my mouth. Gross! Is spitting illegal? Why am I running near the police station when I
need to spit this bug carcass out of my mouth! This sucks. I hate running.
Lesson Learned Today: Run on a different path.
Protein! Just kidding, mosquitoes are the vile spawn of Satan himself...
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