Running in this crazy humidity makes my mind wander to crazy places.
'Why are miles 2-4 so absolutely miserable?'
'Wonder what Floyd is doing?'
'WHY is there a blister on the arch of my foot?'
as my black headband falls off and hits my arm 'WHAT was that? A bird? Ahhhh! Oh just my headband...hope no one saw me flail around like that'
'No seriously, this humidity is stealing my breath'
'Why don't other runners always wave when I pass them?'
'I've totally earned that ice cream thats going to hurt my stomach later'
'If only I could peruse the Nordstrom sale while running...'
'Seriously, I didn't know my body could produce this much sweat'
'WHY do my headphones keep cutting out? I NEED my old school Nelly to get through this run'
(p.s. I, obviously, need new headphones-if you guys have any favorites let me know!)
'Would it be weird if I jumped in the lake to cool off?'
Nothing to do with this post except it's the opposite of running.
'I sure hope Mister made me a water bottle'
'What should we eat this week? Where are my Pinterest food boards when I need them?'
'Sarah, it isn't the end of the world if you have to walk a bit, especially in this heat! Get over it!'
And this one I actually said out loud...after my run on Saturday I felt a little loopy (needed food/water/laying down) and texted Mister
'I feel delusional'
to which he responded
'do you mean delirious?'
Yep. Yep that's what I meant...told you I didn't feel right...
And that's just a sampling of what goes on in my brain. It's a scary place.