Oh, dear.
I fear I have become one of "those" people. One of those people who, when they would say what I'm now thinking, would receive a response of utter incredulity from me.
I hate to admit this.
I even hate the dawning awareness that it is my new reality.
What in God's name have I done to myself?!
I think. Maybe. I might
NEEDto exercise. Specifically, I think I need the running.
I had not run since Friday night. And that was a half-hearted effort on the treadmill at the Y.
I also have not slept decently all week. I began to feel the undeniable urge to choke people out rather than listen to them talk or breathe, for that matter. I also felt sluggish and like my insides were just weighing a million pounds.
I decided that I would run tonight, regardless of weather. It was actually quite nice, even if a couple rain drops did fall. I also tried out my new Nike running gloves--very nice (they have a key pocket in each palm! Sweet!), my new socks and my new little headband that keeps the wind from my ears. It was actually warmer than what I thought it would be once I really started going to town. M1 also said it looked really cool and M2 didn't make fun of me, so I could believe M1.
About halfway through my run, it started to dawn on me that I felt awesome. I wasn't thinking about anything but the music streaming into my ears from my iPod. I didn't feel quite as confident that I could run my entire route (it's been awhile!) but I just kept going and then started my cool down walk a little earlier than usual. I did end up running probably another quarter of a mile because I couldn't resist running to a Christina Aguilera song.
When I arrived home, I was hot, sweaty, stinky and I felt amazing.
How can this be?
I hate to exercise.
I hate to sweat.
I do not like catching a whiff of myself when I move around because that's icky.
This cannot be happening to me.
Why in the world did it take me until the backside of 30 to even entertain the thought of becoming one of those people?
What in the wide, wide world of sports is a goin' on here?!
you got it...that is how i am with my yoga...
I need it, i hurt physically when i am not stretching and moving, it clears my head, it makes me feel powerful, ad peaceful. Enjoy your new brain!
Posted by: AWTM | 18 November 2009 at 11:38 PM
Good for you! I have never hit that point with exercise, sadly.
Posted by: Sarah | 19 November 2009 at 12:25 PM
I'm getting to that point to, very surprising.
and re: the gloves... you mean that I'm not suppose to keep my key in my cleavage?
Posted by: TripleE | 19 November 2009 at 02:18 PM
HA! I kept my key on a lanyard around my neck or on a keychain made from a US Army nametape. Way inconvenient. When I ran the 5k, the tech shirt we received had a zipper in the back for whatever (iPod fits nicely) and a key pocket on the front. Didn't even know those existed!
Posted by: Guard Wife | 19 November 2009 at 04:13 PM
Please, please, let me get to that point!!!!
Posted by: Kate | 19 November 2009 at 10:03 PM
Congratulations on your new brain. I feel like the scarecrow in need of the wizard.
Posted by: Lemon Stand | 20 November 2009 at 05:06 PM