Rain, Rain, Go Away

 

I’ve said it before, but I’m a fair weather runner.  So when I looked outside this morning while getting the girls ready for school and all I could see was gray, light gray, dark gray, and more crappy gray; it made me fell the need for some happy pills. Running in a misty drizzle isn’t my, or my hairs, idea of fun.  I wanted to do a longer run today (rain free preferably) and those just aren’t as fun on the treadmill (but there’s less rain) and I never tend to push myself on the treadmill like I should.

I’m super excieted about the rain.

But to the gym and the treadmill I went.  A lot of other people had this idea as well seeing as the gym was hopping when I got there at 8:15am.  Now it was mostly an elderly crowd but there were some young spry ones floating around too.

She’s just wants to come to the concert in my head.

It was a sweaty, messy 6 miles ( I probably would have got just as wet running outside).  Most of it spent with a little old lady eyeballing me while I sang to myself. (She’s probably just jealous that she doesn’t sound angelic like me)  I later weighted my shirt and pants to see how much I was sweating and they weighted in at a hefty 2.5 lbs.  It was a serious waterfall draining from my head today.

Notice the color difference from above.  I’m beastly.

After the run I did about 3 sets of 25 sit ups just to round out a good workout, or to fool myself into thinking that I’m some sort of athlete, and I was done.  I’ve got a 10K race coming up next weekend, this girl could probably use some better training methods. (insert sad face here)

Now I’m gonna plan some fun for a date tonight with big D.  He turns 31 tomorrow.  Shhhhhh, don’t let him know that I spilled his age.  He’s a little touchy about that subject.

It’s ok DJ, we still love you even though you are old.

We were so young in this picture.  That was pre-kids.  In fact I believe I was pregnant there. Boy, now I’m feeling old… well crap!  What makes you feel old?