Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Back into Running...

I've gotten back into running. I haven't run since October or so. I quit because, well...I'm a sissy. I hate cold weather. I don't want to run in it.

So why am I running now? Well, when you're used to 80 degrees, and it drops down to 50, that is harsh. But when you're used to -8 weather, and suddenly it's 40--well, that is a heat wave. So three times a week, I've started running home. It's been nice...kind of.

Monday I went running and it was exhilarating. It was below freezing, but I had a tuque, I had my tunes, and I tore through the neighborhood like a cheetah--a cheetah in a cage being pulled in a red wagon, but still--it was great. It felt good.

Compare that today. I forgot my tuque which wasn't too bad, except for the fact that the wire on my iPhone iBuds freeze up, and when I bounce they come right out of my iEar iCanals. So I couldn't listen to Wait Wait Don't Tell Me. Instead all I heard was my lungs gasping for oxygen.

And then for some reason--and this gets a mite personal--my underwear was giving me a super-wedgie. I felt like I was a freshman in high school again (and a sophmore, and a junior). Every three steps I had to adjust my nether regions. All of this made me mad, and so I would run faster because the world is so unfair, and my running fast would teach the world a lesson, by golly. But actually all it did was make me more tired, and give me a wedgie--the likes of which have not been seen for a good decade. By the time I hit home, I was wiped.

I hope I have a better experience on Friday, or I may just take up parcheesi.


Al said...

Nice timing... back-to-back red air days and all. :) Take up smoking, it will be healthier for you!

Callie said...

That should teach you to run in winter! Though I'm glad you did, cause I'm laughing my head off right now!

Suzanne said...

Smile. :)

You are awesome for running -- red air days and all!

Josi said...

I had to buy some men's running shorts with the internal underwear--there is nothing quite as uncomfortable than a super wedgie two miles from home when you feel like you're going to puke. I haven't braved the great outdoors for almost two months--and I hate the treadmill--but I admire your stamina.