Why I run…

I was reading an article in my Runner’s World today while I was waiting at the doctor’s office. It was written by a guy proclaiming that while he runs, he is “one with nature,” he has a “clear head” and exists in a completely “Zen-like state.”

Ha! Double Ha! That is so not why I run. In fact, I don’t think I have ever been in any sort of Zen-like state while running. My mind goes a million miles a minute, it is a bit schizo. Here is a glimpse of what went through my mind – my conversation with myself – while on my run this evening.

Let’s count the number of topic changes, shall we?

-Ahhhh, tonight is perfect running weather.

-And it isn’t nearly as dark as it was the other night, must be because it is so cloudy.

-Man, I hope it doesn’t rain tomorrow – I really want to take the girls to the park. They need to go to the park. They haven’t been to the park in over a week now.

-Which park should we go to…maybe the little one by the gym.

-I can’t believe that house I love so, is still for sale. Well, actually I can – it is darn expensive even for our neighborhood.

-Oh, I love their wreaths. So pretty.

-I wonder if anyone can tell that all of the wreaths on our french doors are not the exact same size? Two of them aren’t that much smaller, but a little.

-Crap, I just felt a drop. I think it is going to start to rain. Either that or I just peed on myself. Man, having two 8 pound babies lounging on your bladder for 9 months each really does reek havoc on a system.

-I do like my new running shorts, though. They don’t seem to bunch up like my other ones.

-Wow! The Christmas lights on one of my other favorite houses look really pretty.

-I have to remember to look up that stupid Puppy Alarm Clock online tonight. Why didn’t I just buy it one of the 200+ times we looked at it while in Target? I’ve had over seven months. Emma will be so disappointed if there is not an alarm clock under the tree.

-Whoa…the lights on that house are a disaster. Looks like a gingerbread house on crack. Did they take every different color of lights and every different strand-type of lights and just throw them out there to see what would happen? Yikes.

-So, when I get home – I need to make sure that I email those comps to Russell. I’m just not sure what I don’t like about them still, but I’m sure he will like something about one of them – I need to get them to him.

-I also really need to finish up the Christmas cards. Such a huge relief – the minute they are all mailed. Maybe by tomorrow night they could be ready to go. That would be nice.

-Guy! I’m not going to run out in the street, just go. I can’t see you – I can’t tell if you can see me. Just go, friend!

-This is a pretty dark little section of our street.

-I’m almost home, though.

-Running in the dark is good for my time. Makes me definitely run faster. Or maybe it was the two cups of coffee? Yeah, probably the coffee.

-Only a few more blocks. My knees actually feel pretty good.

-And no rain. So the drop on my leg must have been from a mud puddle, or I really did pee on myself a little. I”m going to go with the puddle. The mud puddle.

-I wonder if Meesh and I could really swing a fun get-away for her 30th Birthday. That would be super fun. Where should we go, how long could I get away for? If it was during the summer, Denise could probably help out.

-What am I going to do for Christmas for Denise? It should be a good present. She totally deserves it.

-Ugh…what am I going to get for Jamie? I’ve got nothin’ here.

-I’m so excited he comes home tonight. I hope he gets home before the girls go to bed.

-Oh, but it is a good TV night. Early to bed for girlies. We’ll see. Maybe they can stay up. Remember to ask D. if they rested today.

-I have to take my car in tomorrow for the maintenance check. I could do it while E. is at school and just take A. with me. That might work.

-Okay, that was a good run tonight. Gotta turn on our balcony Christmas lights.

-What am I going to blog about tonight?

0 thoughts on “Why I run…

  1. That is so funny. That’s why I run inside on the treadmill. Because I can’t stand the monatony of running with out a tv. I have to watch something or I get soooo bored.

  2. Hhahaha – hey – what am I laughing at? I have those thought streams that flow into each other all the time – when I’m NOT running! Hmmm.

    Oh, and I’d go with the mud puddle, too!

  3. LOL–comical, Care! Unfortunately, often times my mind starts “running” like that when I wake up in the middle of the night.

  4. That’s so much better than what goes through my head when I work out: “Just a few more minutes, just a few more minutes, just a few more minutes.” With an occassional: “This won’t kill me. This won’t kill me. This won’t kill me.” ;-)

  5. LOL!!! :D

    Mine is more like, “I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe!” Yep, sports induced asthma will be forever my reason for hating running. ;)

  6. LOL! I love this glimpse into your mind, Carrie! Very, very familair. :o ) Makes me think of that movie, “What Women Want.” ;o) I’m impressed thatr yiou actually RUN!!

  7. I have those types of thoughts “running” though my head while I’m suppose to be sleeping! Ack! Glad to see I’m not alone.

  8. I SO relate to this! Great post :-D When I was ‘training’ recently, as I got to the bit where the breath is burning your lungs, I took to shouting out
    “Freddo Frog”….”Chocolate donut”……” Nachos with sour cream…”
    ie…everything which had got me so unfit and overweight that I had to work out!!!!!! :-D

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