"Mu'ab Sol! Your name is a killing word!" "It is the weirding way."
I was thinking this morning, as I was running along: why, again, did I choose to start my running program in the summer?
Oh, that’s right. That whole “insane” thing.
Seriously, folks. There has got to be something wrong with me. Because sane people don’t do this sort of thing. Of course, many sane people choose to live somewhere the sun isn’t actively trying to murder them, too.
On a more positive note, there is something that I have noticed. When I am smiling and feeling happy, the run feels tons easier. Not that I am slowing down – the music wouldn’t let me! No, just my attitude seems to impact how it goes. When I am feeling crabby and hating everything around me, then it seems like lead weights are strapped to my ankles and everything takes far.too.long. Conversely, having a happy whilst watching the dragonflies and birds zoom around as I go by means that the run is over too soon.
Attitude truly is everything.
Of course, I still think that the sun is terrible and angry.
To be fair, at least half of this issue is not so much the sun’s fault as it is my own. Y’see, instead of doing my run before the sun rises, I am out there about 8AM or so. This is what works for my moring schedule – get the Girl up and dressed. Fed and out the door. I wait a decent amount of time while tying my shoes and stuffing my hair under my hat. I gather my iTouch and put my sunglasses on. Then – when I feel that there is no one on the streets of my neighborhood? THEN (and only then) do I head out the door.
I don’t like to run in front of other people. I am extremely self-conscious of what I look like when I run. It’s a holdover from when I was big. Even now, with the wonders of modern bra technology, I still look much like the Jell-O scene from Airplane! the Movie.
On that note, I’d like to thank the Parks and Recreation dudes this morning who stopped to watch me this morning. I could hear the wholf whistles over the üntz coming through the earbuds. Had I missed that, the slowing to a crawl in the center of the street would have been a dead giveaway. I smiled into the middle distance and ran on my way.
Now, if you will excuse me. I am off to find a shower and a giant glass of water. And possibly a better running bra.
PS – It is Tuesday today, so double-post; fiction later on this afternoon. I think I’ll put up some character sketches for a Talislanta module I wrote some time ago.
PPS – How many geek references do YOU see in this post?
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