Today, I worked from home, which meant I ate a delicious meal of gluten free oatmeal, peanut butter, a drop of maple syrup and some brown sugar. I adore oatmeal more than I can say — what an amazing piece of a runner’s diet! I just wish I had discovered it before the age of 35!
I had my noon time run around 12:15, and got in 3.3 miles — even though it was chilly and I was, once again, cranky. I wore tights, a long sleeved shirt, my Calorimetry headband.
I got my miles in — they were weird and awful in their own way as I adjusted to all the new sensations — the long sleeved shirt, the long running tights — the added attention because of the first two — and I’ve decided to add what I’ll call a “more intense decency layer.”
All in all, I got it done.
And now, the explanation for the blog name — while Darren went out, for some reason, I just . .. ran up and down my hallway, in my socks, for about 12 minutes.
I have no clue why I did that – what the fuck WAS that??