For once in my life, I can't think of much to say. Maybe it's because I've said way too much this week already. Mostly though, I think it's because both of my girls have the same bad cold I did and I've been putting all my energy into stressing out about them.I stayed home with Coadster today since she had a fever and headache and horrible sore throat. I thought I was going to get all kinds of practical shit done, but instead I slept a lot. I must not be completely better, because I still feel like I could sleep even more. Stinky just called me from her dad's house and said she also had a fever and sore throat and headache, so it looks like I might be staying home again tomorrow. I'm sure I'll feel like getting practical things done around the house then.
I ran for the first time in over a week tonight. It's weird that I hadn't been missing it much. I'm usually not one to forget my addictions that easily. It's been nice having an extra hour in my day, and the idea of getting bundled up to to go outside and sweat, has seemed so absurd lately.
Tonight though, I was getting a little itchy. I just ran my four mile route, so it wasn't too taxing and it felt really, really good. Even though snow was hitting me in the face and the winds were a bit harsh, it still felt good...Okay, after the second mile when the endorphins kicked in, then it felt good. I'm also now experiencing the secondary benefit of the mood enhancement that comes after a run and so I'm sitting here thinking about puppies, and unicorns, and rainbows and angels. It's enough to make me want to hunt down some cheap tequilia so I can drink it and get mean and hate the world like I'm used to doing.
13 comments:
I would never be able to run in Iowa this time of year. You are brave.
I think it's more just being used to it. When I was younger, I would run every day no matter what - I ran when it was 20 below zero outside. Now, I don't feel the need to be quite such a bad-ass. It doesn't stress me out to miss a day anymore.
I'd like to know what thoughts are running through your head as you took your run...running most of the time...keeps the body and mind at work...hope everybody gets better...
Churlita,
Colds are simply miserable. It's the body's way of forcing us to slow down and regroup.
If I could only find a way to feel as good about running before I go out as I do during and after a run I'd be a happier man.
If I miss too many days i feel like shit. So I don't mis too many. But, like you, I'm not as anal as I once was.
rel
I wish I were disciplined enough to drag myself out in the cold so I could think about rainbows and unicorns; that sounds fum.
I'm going to take a wild guess that that mean, world-hating streak o' yours is just the kind of press a woman of any independent and original character is going to get in Iowa. And I love Iowa. I love Iowa, but it only took the tiniest trip home to be reminded of how much the midwest loves to sit its big fat ass in its Martha Stewart chairs and cast a critical eye on anyone living an interesting life.
Oh yeah, I might be very very wrong, but I felt like saying that. Any excuse will do ... and after all, there was enough comment on the running thang.
major E Flat,
It usually just scares people when I tell them what's running through my head and I don't want to do that to you.
Rel,
I know. Sometimes I have to get myself to run by reminding myself that it may not feel that great initially, but that I'll feel so much better when it's over.
Margaret,
There are probably way more fun things to think about than rainbows and unicorns and I bet you think about way better things than I do.
Booda Baby,
You know I'm only half serious when I talk about hating everyone. It's probably more accurate to say that I get annoyed with the world. And I'm never annoyed with people living interesting lives. I love that about people. I would list all the things that do annoy me about people, but no one has enough time to read it.
no no no. YOU're the one with the interesting life. YOU're the one that must kind of mystify the good folk o' America's midsection. YOU're the one who only LOOKS like you're prone to snappiness when it might ne - in my experience, at least - a stabilizing/tethering technique (which probably doesn't make sense to those not prone to the same, but then, THEIR chosen technique - patient good will and christian tolerance - is utterly useless in my hands.)
I shouldn't reply to blogs. It invariably needs three more to explain myself. ha. Only it's not that funny.
Oh, I get it. No, I read comments quickly on my breaks and lunch at work and don't always grasp concepts the way I should.
Anyway, then what I meant to say was, thanks.
Hey! I'm an Iowa blogger too! I found you off of a site, that I'd found off of a site, that I fou... you know the drill.
Bice,
That's great. I'll link you as soon as I get a second. I'm a sucker for good Iowa blogs.
I...uh ... I've never been to Iowa.
Retropolitan,
You're one of the lucky ones.
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