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This morning I was planning on getting up uber early, getting to the gym, running and lifting and then grabbing a Starbucks on the way to the office. At 5:30, when my alarm went off, I decided it was best to snooze for 45 minutes and just run around the neighborhood. That way I could sleep in a bit longer, and maybe get to work a bit earlier. Being a chronic morning dilly-dally-er, I can tell you that only one of those goals was accomplished.
When my alloted snoozing time had passed, I checked my iPhone to see what the temperature was outside. Would it be a tights or shorts morning I wondered? Most definitely tights seeing as it was 39 degrees out. Have no fear, I love cold weather running. I got myself dressed and decided I should wear this new white slim fit running shirt underneath my long sleeve shirt, just for extra warmth.
About a block into the run I realized the under shirt was unnecessary. Not because I was hot, but because it was almost the same material as my tights and therefore continued to ride up above my belly button every half block or so. Annoying. Once I was a couple miles in and I was good and warm, I decided to maneuver the shirt off. I didn’t want to carry it the rest of the way, so I tucked it in the back of my rights, sorta like a cape. About a half mile later, I reached back to check on the cape, and realized it wasn’t there. Great. I turned around, retraced my steps thinking it had fallen out somewhere and I would have no trouble finding it.
Never saw the dang thing. And in my mind I was thinking, this figures because I just bought the shirt last week and this was it’s inaugural wear. After I crossed the point of where I took the shirt off, I gave up and headed back for the house. When I got there, I let Rocky out and did some crunches in the grass while he was releasing the two eggs I gave him for breakfast (because I was too lazy to get dog food at the store last night). After the crunching, I grabbed the hindside of my hamstrings in an attempt to pull myself up. Whoooaaaaaaaa, Nelly, why is my right hamstring HUGE?!?!?!
I guess my rear was so numb from the cold that it couldn’t feel the shirt slink its way down my tights to my leg. I only wonder how many people in cars I frightened today with my unusually enlarged hamstring?


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