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.
♫ How will you make it on your own... ♫
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Sorry, I've become a little obsessed with the Mary Tyler Moore show in the
past week. I think I imprinted on Mary Richards in my extreme youth--my
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I hope you have a super supportive sport bra to go with them. Running is not an idea sport for ladies, unless you are training for the NYC marathon. Apparently, running causes our breast to sag. If they don’t sag, they will eventually disappear.
Ack! Now that's an unattractive choice to have to make: would I rather my breasts hang down around my knees, or just disappear entirely?
Although, considering what nature has bestowed me with, I rather doubt my breasts would ever migrate that far south, there's just not enough there. *laughing*
And (this is just begging to be said, if only to beat Bartleby or Robespierre to the punch), it's a good thing I'm no lady.
"...not enough..." - very funny. I've never thought of that. I think beyond my fourth set of rib bones would be too far south.
As long as the "running skirt" is short enough to show the tattoo on the inside of your thigh
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