Now, I'm not looking for cold weather sympathy. Many of yous have it much harder than I do here in TN. HOWEVER, it has been in the single digits and low teens, add in icy roads and I'm NOT running on ice, nor am I equipped or willing to buy what it would take. This will be short lived. What does this mean...I had to venture inside a gym. Except for swimming, I HATE A gym and everything involved in going to that little germ factory. I suppose I just hate being inside at almost any cost. Saturday afternoon - 8 mile run on my schedule - who says increase distance by 10%? I just increased it my 100%, big whoop. Anyway, stood there waiting in an unofficial line, jockey-ing for position to get on one of 12 treadmills. After 15 minutes, I get one and see the posted sign - 40 minute MAX on cardio equipment. 40 minutes? I can't do what I need in 40 minutes. (I am able to hold on for about 70 until another line develops). That 70 minutes reminded me of everything I hate about being inside. I don't run with music BUT I did on this day. I just couldn't bear listening to all the huffing, puffing, farting and shoe tread on the belt. GAWD! One look around and you could just see all the New Years Resolutioners - hell, I don't belong there either but it's always comical in January...
Ms. Lawnmower Running shoes - a slim girl with running shoes that are dry rotted and caked with grass and poop from mowing the lawn. She has decided to get in shape for the new year. Her shape was just fine, you wouldn't blink twice.
Mr. Race T-Shirt - The guy who wears his last race t-shirt that is over two years old and jumps on a treadmill trying to scream - I belong here, I belong here, see my race t-shirt, I ran a half marathon once.
Mr. Big - This guy just gets a prize for getting out and getting moving. It wasn't pretty but I truly hope he sticks with it. His size may kill him if he's not careful.
Mr. Ass - OK, is there anything weirder than a guy with a big ass? A big ass is reserved for women, we own that body part, guys get a gut, period. Well, you will see the big ass guy on occasion and it's just odd to me. Even better, Mr. Ass liked to trot on a treadmill and play the air drums. Oh, yes, I laughed out loud and probably snorted. He couldn't hear me, he was jammin.
Mrs. I don't want to be here, I hate this place - That's me! I DON'T belong and probably am taking a treadmill from a regular client. They're looking at me thinking the same thing - daYum New Year's Resolution bitch is on my treadmill. I haven't see her here before and she decides to come on a Saturday afternoon. Well, all true. Thankfully, I won't be back unless absolutely necessary ... ice or weather in the teens.
The Blind Side - Magnus Update
Our boy is healing really well and adjusting to his blind side. We're working on calling him from left to see how he handles the blind side. He's doing just fine...except for the cone. He HATES the cone of shame. He has shattered and torn at least two and this one is under repair with pieces missing from it. Bull in a china shop...