Sunday Confessional
January 24th, 2010
Confession: I ate Mexican Friday night knowing I had to run Saturday. Yea, that whole sensitive stomach thing??? It takes a back seat in the face of Veggie fajitas. I did, however, forego the margarita. Go me!
Confession: I keep a stash of Lifesaver Wint-O-Mints in my car at all times. Mainly to settle my sweet tooth, but it helped this morning to settle my fajita hangover. Annnd there’s usually gum, too.
Confession: Despite my perpetually fresh breath, I still have very few friends in the area. I take this as justification to spend every possible minute in pajamas and workout clothes.
Confession: Armbands for iPods don’t ever fit my arm. Seriously, there are definitely athletes smaller than me. Don’t they atleast make children’s sizes?!I’ve contemplated cutting the bands to fit me, but since my Molly doll, I’ve learned not to use scissors on toys.
Confession: I’ve also used scissors on my own hair, and that didn’t turn out too well. Neither did the school picture that was taken 2 days later.
Confession: I did the same thing 14 years later. Please take note: older doesn’t necessarily mean wiser OR better with scissors.
(There are NO pictures of this fiasco. I was careful to keep it a secret!)
Confession: I haven’t worn my knee brace since I started running after the stress fracture. Why? I thought the tendonitis would have gone away with the 6 weeks of rest, too. A stress fracture doesn’t make you wiser either, apparently.
Confession: I wore it yesterday, because apparently I was wrong. It’s not as bad as it was a year ago, but it’s getting sore. I’m hoping that the foam roller will help that. Welcome back, old friend.
Confession: I ran on the trail that is stll covered in ice knowing it would be bad on my knee and foot.
Confession: I didn’t care. But the fact that the shooting range that sits along the trail was occupied today certainly made me rethink a longer run. I turned back before I could become someone’s accidental target practice.
Confession: I’m paranoid.
Confession: But I am not faster than a speeding bullet (so I’ll continue to be paranoid).
Distance: 6.53 miles
Time: 1:07:41
Avg Pace: 10:21
Mile 1: 10:14
Mile 2: 11:16
Mile 3: 10:38
Mile 4: 10:34
Mile 5: 10:08
Mile 6: 9:55
0.53: 4:54
LONGEST RUN SINCE THE STRESS FRACTURE!! ::Dance Moves::
Confession: I can’t dance.
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I think the school picture turned out great! Its my all-time favorite. (Of course, I was furious when I discovered what you did….time might not make us wiser…but time certainly does turn fiascos into fond memories!!!!)
Great post, totally made me smile!
hahaha love your confessions!!
mexican food MESSES up my tummy too-i try to avoid eating it!
hope you had a great sunday love!
I know my attempts at self-restraint would be futile, so I just give in
I like your confessions!!
hahaha I cut my own hair when I was that age too! So funny.
Congrats on running that far after the stress fracture! Awesome!
I would be completely paranoid too… eek!
Also, love the haircut picture. Reminds me of the day I went to my neighbor’s to babysit, and the 4-year old ran up to me saying “Guess what? I got bangs today!”… she did it herself, though, so her mom was less than pleased
Haha, that’ll be my daughter someday. But I won’t be able to get mad about it!
cute!….and….uh…..i did the same thing at 22.
a bientot
the paris food blague
OMG that picture of your bangs is PRICELESS!!!
That haircut picture is awesome! I don’t think I could have done that to myself, even as a small kid I weighed the consequences of actions too much to make an impulsive move like that!
What a great post! Love the last one, it made me chuckle!
haha yeaaaa.. I’ve always been somewhat impulsive. Wish I learned from my mistakes… and I really wish I could dance!
This post was hysterical!!! I had the same hairdo- but mine was when I burned my hair leaning over a candle. EEK! I definitely have no photgraphic evidence.
Great post
OH MY GOSH! Burning hair?! That would have been traumatic!
i totally still cut my own bangs. and regret it every time!
Oh, and…I had a Felicity doll and got her covered in mud one time. Her bath, with the cloth body didn’t go so well for her.
Aw man, I wanted Felicity!!! I would have done something like that to her too, so it’s probably best that I only had one doll to ruin.
Whatever, you look adorable with your self-styled bangs! I cut my bangs, but I don’t wear them across my forehead so it’s much easier to hide mistakes, haha.
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