Wow thanks for all the comments on my blog and for taking pity on me for having no running friends. At least I feel the love from my blogger buddies. Maybe I won't, in the words of Tony Soprano, have to off myself after all.
I am not taking myself too seriously today. I spilled coffee all over my white pants and am still wearing them proudly. I didn't shower. I didn't run. I didn't exercise at all. Matter a fact, I ate chocolate chip cheesecake with lunch while watching Dancing with the Stars on Tivo. My in laws just left and I felt I deserved this.
Also, the kids get out of school the day after tomorrow, so my days of crap eating in front of crap TV are numbered. I have to set a good example, after all. To them I am the athlete mom who eats apple slices for a snack and encourages seltzer water with lime over soda. If they only knew what went on while they were in school. It's one big party here during the day.
Tomorrow is another day to run - there is always another day to run - I am hoping to find out how to set my Garmin to show me the mile splits. I asked Chad in the Desert. But if someone else knows, please tell me. I'm too lazy to pull out the manual. Did I just say that out loud? I will run a marathon but I will not by any means go over to the closet and find the manual. I will also not walk to the grocery store or even walk my dog (I make my 11 year old do that).
Kind of funny that we go out and do these gargantuan workouts, but then we don't want to exert ourselves in other day-to-day ways. At least I admit it.