No blogging yesterday. I was wholly occupied by moving around the boxes that overflow from my house into my drive way. I went through a few of the boxes and unpacked what I thought I’d want. Then moved the rest downstairs to the basement. Ohhh what a mess.
Later in the afternoon though, I managed another run. Funny, as I was running along I passed a small group of (elderly) walkers and as I overtook them they commented things like “what’s chasing you?” & “better you than me” you know..the usual chides. And how cold it was out there for me to be running in shorts and a t shirt. Mean while the weather was PERFECT for running. Overcast, cool and a nice breeze.
Then as I was running on the sidewalk (the old people here frighten me with their driving so I stick to the sidewalk mostly) I heard a tap tap tap, I looked up and saw an old man sitting in his living room window and he stuck his index finger up at me. I can only assume this was some sort of sign of encouragement. That or he was warning me about an attack from above. One can never tell these things.
Anyway it was about that time, that it dawned on me! I can hear these things! I heard those people! I had forgotten my MP3 player at home. My first solo run without it in a long while.
I could’ve gone back. But chose not to…there was a big hill involved both ways. So I kept going and going…I was once again alone with the voices in my head and this time it was not Trent Reznor. But was the kms trailed behind me, I noticed that I wasn’t nearly as winded as I had been on my most recent runs. The hills didn’t seem nearly as big. My heart was not pounding out of my chest. I had easily found my pace. Finally.
I am totally blaming the mp3 player for throwing me off on all of my post move runs! I thought I had lost a lot of endurance, I thought I was out of shape. Now I’m thinking I’m just an idiot that can’t control herself during ANY Nine Inch Nails song. See I thought NIN would be motivating…there is so much energy is his music. But it makes me run too fast! Ministry? Probably another bad choice…not such a good idea I guess. Chris suggested I fill it with ballads…but really there is one or two on there now and I skip over them to the good stuff when they come one.
Perhaps I need some easy listening type stuff. I can fill it with Sting…and…..um….Sting?
*sigh* I need a new play list…or to just leave the damn thing at home. But I mean really, when else will I ever listen to it? Oh well.
Chris leaves again on Monday so running will be at a minimum again. But don’t worry I am trying for a decent long run this weekend…16 maybe?
Our old house closes today, barring any wackiness on the part of the buyers. Who are,I assure you, a little wacky.
Oh my god I have to share this with you all. OK…..10 or 12 years ago when Chris and I were still hot (and childess), we took some photos….um….some….naughty ones.
And of course we’ve always kept them in a safe spot. Well, we have moved 8 times (at least) since we took those pictures and the safe spot seems to have changed from time to time. And quite frankly we had forgotten about the photos. So yesterday while going through some photos, I came across an envelope of naughtiness. I glanced at them, commented about how flipping HOT we where back them, and hid them quite well in our bedroom.
Later on, I was going through another box of photos when I came across another envelope of naughtiness! What the hell? So off I go again to sufficiently hide them.
When we bought our video camera when Brendan was born we alway always said we would NEVER make a naughty video..I mean first of all…I don’t EVER want to see myself doing that! And secondly these things are ALWAYS lost or inadvertently shown to the family at Christmas. So we never did…but now this nudie photos are all over my house! (no..I am not posting them…well maybe Chris’s).
