Dispatches from Nowhere 01.13.06
I am working on getting back into my running schedule. It is way too easy to just stay in bed when it is cold outside. You get to snuggle up to your significant other or your favorite blanky and just go back to sleep.
(And I wonder why I can't get to work on time.)
But I want to run. I want to be healthy. I don't want my hips to hurt because I’ve been stationary for too long. Even with the sinus infections and the cold weather, I want to do it. I just don't always want to do it enough to get out of bed in the morning. It is easier to run in the spring and summer. This whole winter thing sucks. It is cold and my eyes water, my nose runs and the mask I wear fogs up my glasses and blah blah blah.
It was quiet and cold when I went out this morning. I slipped my headphones on over my hood and started running down my street. It was still dark out and other than Pretty Hate Machine in my ears and me running, the world was still. I ran down toward the school, past the 4 way stop and as I turned the corner onto Dublin, I watched the sky lighten as the sun rose.
The whole process has its moments.
An interesting side effect of the weight loss is the people I work with asked what happened. Sometimes I’m snarky and answer "tapeworm" but usually, I'm honest and just tell them I started running. Now, these same people are telling me that they have started running. It's like a virus. One person comes down with it and eventually the whole office is sick.
Now for an ADD moment.
I just heard a clip of Mary J. Blige singing U2's "One".
Damn.
I knew she was good. (And like all true music snobs - I like her earlier work better) She wasn't afraid to play with it and make the verse she sang her own. I think it worked. I guess I'll hunt down the full version.
My current guilty pleasure is a show on A&E called "Inked". It follows the Hart & Huntington tattoo shop and the employees. It is another "reality" show, but I like tattoos and in the last episode I saw, they had Michael Godard on getting his full sleeve done. He came in with a bunch of drawings and left it up to the artist to figure out how to place them and make them all work together. I know it is trash TV and it is edited for "teh drama" and all that crap, but the main artist is insanely talented (if temperamental) and it appeals to me.
Well, it is that or watch Rollergirls.
Shut it.
I know.
Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.
(And I wonder why I can't get to work on time.)
But I want to run. I want to be healthy. I don't want my hips to hurt because I’ve been stationary for too long. Even with the sinus infections and the cold weather, I want to do it. I just don't always want to do it enough to get out of bed in the morning. It is easier to run in the spring and summer. This whole winter thing sucks. It is cold and my eyes water, my nose runs and the mask I wear fogs up my glasses and blah blah blah.
It was quiet and cold when I went out this morning. I slipped my headphones on over my hood and started running down my street. It was still dark out and other than Pretty Hate Machine in my ears and me running, the world was still. I ran down toward the school, past the 4 way stop and as I turned the corner onto Dublin, I watched the sky lighten as the sun rose.
The whole process has its moments.
An interesting side effect of the weight loss is the people I work with asked what happened. Sometimes I’m snarky and answer "tapeworm" but usually, I'm honest and just tell them I started running. Now, these same people are telling me that they have started running. It's like a virus. One person comes down with it and eventually the whole office is sick.
Now for an ADD moment.
I just heard a clip of Mary J. Blige singing U2's "One".
Damn.
I knew she was good. (And like all true music snobs - I like her earlier work better) She wasn't afraid to play with it and make the verse she sang her own. I think it worked. I guess I'll hunt down the full version.
My current guilty pleasure is a show on A&E called "Inked". It follows the Hart & Huntington tattoo shop and the employees. It is another "reality" show, but I like tattoos and in the last episode I saw, they had Michael Godard on getting his full sleeve done. He came in with a bunch of drawings and left it up to the artist to figure out how to place them and make them all work together. I know it is trash TV and it is edited for "teh drama" and all that crap, but the main artist is insanely talented (if temperamental) and it appeals to me.
Well, it is that or watch Rollergirls.
Shut it.
I know.
Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.
posted by depressoboy at 10:52 AM
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