It is 8:26 a.m. in Longmont, CO. It is 19 degrees outside. I am waiting for it to be at least 65* before I run. Well, let's get real, I'd settle for 25*. It does look frosty, yes?
Thanks for those who asked about my foot. It was, as my friend Clair says, "talking to me" a bit last week after a speed workout. It hurt the same way it did with the stress fracture, so in my very rational way I sobbed and cried and decided I would never really run again because I would never heal from this injury.
Once I calmed down and took a few days off, I tested it on Saturday with a six miler. I brought my phone and was fully prepared to call Ken to come rescue me if it started acting up, but it didn't. The run was slow (9.08 min/mile), but I was absolutely pain free. My POA (Plan of Action) now is to eliminate speed work for the time being, to only run if it doesn't hurt and to see the doc on Friday. This injury thing is very tricky, but I will say I've learned a ton about listening to my body and taking care of myself throughout this process.
Sometimes I do odd things like visualize the bone fusing together and the site being fully healed. Do you ever want to be better so badly you start to employ these tactics?
On Saturday's run I was treated to some new songs I put on my iPod. I am a big fan of listening to the 30 second sample on iTunes and if it has a good running tempo, I'll buy it and load it on (without having heard the full song). On Saturday this brought a surprise to my virgin ears when I heard this gem of a song, "Shots" by LMFAO. It starts like this:
If you not drunk ladies & gentlemen
Get ready to get f^%#! up
Let’s do it, Ha Ha
Ok, I'm rolling with that. But then it goes to this:
And I'm getting a bit put off. You guys know I'm not a prude but, I mean really. Is this the stuff people really listen to?
The ladies love us
when we pour shots
they need an excuse to suck our c%$#
Then we got to this point:
The women come around everytime I’m pourin’ shots
Their panties hit the ground everytime I give em shots
So cups in the air, everybody lets take shots.
If you feelin’ drunk put ya hands in the air & If you tryin’
to f&^% put ya hands in the air
Now say “I’m f%$#!ed up”
I know that listening to this song is not supposed to be an exercise in analyzing the culture of our society and how it's sunk to new levels. But when you start talking about doing shots and pulling down your pants and you know that our middle schoolers (and younger) are listening to this stuff, doesn't it give you pause? It did me. After all, this song is #57 on iTunes, so people are buying it. At least good girl Taylor Swift is still beating it by a mile.
Maybe I'm in an uproar because I have kids who might hear this stuff at some point. Even if we don't allow our kids to listen to it, there's a pretty good chance they'll catch wind of it out in the world somehow. I certainly don't pretend that hearing this song is going to be the one motivator for them to do shots and pull down their panties, but if our pop culture is promoting these things, and these people are supposed to be our icons, what then?
On that note, let's talk music. I got an email from some folks who are working with the London Marathon. They are trying to come up with a soundtrack for the marathon (which will later be available on iTunes) and want our help to make it a global exercise. They want runners to submit their favorite running songs. If you'd be so kind as to let me know a couple of your favorite running tunes ("Shots" anyone?) then I'll submit a list. C'mon play along.
Well, it's 29* and I can't put it off any longer. Do you like the green shirt? It was on clearance and it's almost St. Patrick's day. Do you like how I can never take a picture and look normal?:
Drinking: Old coffee