I've given up the fight against running.
In 2002, I picked up running. Always HATED running, but something possessed me to start. So I purchased running shoes, socks made out of some high tech wicking material, and an assortment of cute running apparel. I ran exclusively on treadmills at my gym (I need to watch TV while I'm running). And back then, the best thing for me to watch was re-runs of Murder She Wrote. I have no explanation for it. It's not like I watch that show when I'm NOT on a treadmill, but I suppose it was just the precise balance of boredom and entertainment that I needed in order to get through the tedium of my five daily 12-minute miles. (Yeah, I know. I'm FAST).
I joyfully stopped running when I was Beijing and settled into a habit of daily yoga and horseback riding.
But now... that same inexplicable urge that got me into running in 2002 has re-infected me. So I've done my usual thing. I've gone shopping in preparation. I was going to use my same old running shoes, since they LOOK fine, but RL talked me out of it. Apparently, running shoes need to be replaced frequently. Who knew?!? I went to nike.com and bought the new Nike Lunar Trainers. In black, of course. I chose them primarily because they are cute. And black. Six pairs of wicking socks later, I was ready to purchase the fun stuff - the cute apparel. And I struck gold - the running skirt, with built in shorts and best of all... POCKETS.
I just wonder what show is now going to get me through my interminable treadmill sessions.
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