Run...

 

...isn't exactly the fun word for the year 2010 that i thought it would be. In fact, the word of the year is no where near the word "fun". I think that "insane" or "huge mistake" would be he words that best describe my pick of the word of the upcoming year.

It's been raining lately, so i've secretly been on the treadmill. It's easier to run on the treadmill, but it's not like being outside. The fresh air makes being outside worth the effort; until i see one of my rail-thin mommy neighbors out and running. These women don't look like me running at all. Their hair is in a stylish pony-tail, their running "outfit" matches perfectly and they have that woman perspire thing going on. Meanwhile, i'm sweating like a man, my hair is flopping everywhere and i'm not matchy-matchy at all in my 'outfit'.

It's a sight, i tell you....i'm a sight.

I thought that sneaking out of my house when it was pitch dark early in the morning was a brilliant idea. The trouble is, the sun is coming up by the time i make it towards my house....and that's when the neighborhood beauties mommy runners come out. I guess i need to just suck it up not let it bother me and continue on.

In all fairness, the women in my neighborhood are nice. They wave and smile...while i smile, wave and puff along on my way, sweating like a man as i run. After i get home from walking fast running, i do feel better. But not THAT much better. I'm waiting for that 'runner's high' i keep hearing so much about. It hasn't happened yet. The only time i feel like i have a runner's high is after i run to the frig for my daily one Diet Coke and guzzle it down.

Ahh, i'm just a big ol' heap of a work in progress, aren't i?