Today I went for a run. I dropped Matthew off at school, put Riley in the stroller, and went for a run. I haven't run for almost a year now. I ran some after Riley was born, but I found it difficult to keep to it, to motivate myself when it was cold or wet, and to strive to attain any running goals. So I kind of stopped. And then I found booty camp, which is great, but isn't doing everything I'd like it too around my midriff. So I decided to try and run again, in addition to boot camp. Maybe that will do the trick! Today I ran for 30 minutes, and along the way there were a few malfunctions, which made me laugh, and that I kept thinking I wanted to share with YOU all, so here we go:
First, I was tightening the drawstring on my jogging pants, which actually belong to Brent and are therefore way too big and need waist cinching. The string broke. And the end of the string went INSIDE the waistband, which of course is fatal in regards to ever getting it back. I jimmied it somehow and managed to keep my pants up for the rest of the run. A few blocks in, I realized I was wearing the WRONG BRA, which of course is fatal in regards to dignified running. I debated returning to change my bra, but figured it would put me far enough behind in my time schedule to make it not worthwhile. Then all of a sudden my vision was foggy and I realized I was still wearing my glasses, which were now steaming from my sweaty face. I had forgotten to put my contacts in.
So there I was, bouncing heavily, hiking up my broken drawstring pants, with foggy glasses. SOOOOO cool!
But I ran! For 30 minutes!! It felt great.
Sun Run, here I come!!