Sunday, February 20, 2011

Exercising Demons

I know, right, it's very funny. It's not mine, my funny DM friend said it first.

But I love it, and it really applied to yesterday's run. I had lots of stress this last week, and therefore found lots of excuses not to run off the stress like a good little girl. By Saturday, I was feeling very toxic from said stress, bad eating, not so much sleep, and too much beer. Solution = run. No brainer.

But OMG it was so horrible. I could not make myself get dressed. I could not make myself walk out the door. After the first mile, my music died. I was on my own. With my demons.

Then I remembered exercising demons, like my friend says, and I got a good case of the giggles. I'm a very visual person. So I see 2' tall smoky imps chasing me down the road and trying to trip me, and snickering in their helium-balloon voices. At first they taunt me over their shoulders and make snide remarks about my lumbering technique and inability to breathe, but eventually I'm in front. Their teeth are clamped firmly into my calves by about the fourth mile, but I picture them flapping in the breeze behind my fast legs. Eventually they give up and skulk away. And I have a great rest of my run.

Demons don't much care for exercise.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Pick me! Pick ME!!

I have applied to be a wear tester for Brooks and New Balance. Wear testers volunteer to try out new products and provide feedback. OMG! I'm so excited!!

I've only just applied, I understand there is no implicit agreement that I will be chosen to review any (or all) new running shoes or apparel that these companies develop. But I'd just like to say, to the product developers that obviously read my humble blog, that I'd be so awesome and you should start sending me stuff EXPRESS.

On a related note, after last night's rainy-sweaty beautiful-people group run, I will be switching to waterproof mascara.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Running for Others

I had a fantastic run today with my friend W. We ran around the trails, like we have many times before. But this will be one of the last ones.

Today I remembered why it's so great to have friends to run with. The right friend will call you out when they think you're sandbagging, or wait for you at the turn-off if you're really hurting. They push you and nag you to go when you were going to stay home eating cereal instead. I love running with people like that, because I always give my best for them.

Today, I did not run for me. Left to myself, I would have had a nice little shuffle to get the miles in. Or maybe I'd have just had cereal. Today I ran my best so that my friend would have a better run. And I was amazed at how much I found to give.