On The Run

It has happened again - I'm back in my "I love to run" mode.

I go through phases; sometimes I can hardly wait until my next run and I get moving in the morning so I CAN go running and that "runners high" is with me all day.

For the past year or so, I've been in a rut. An I-don't-wanna-put-on-my-running-shoes rut. Yoga has made a nice exercise while I silently protest the world of sneaker slamming.

Although, I think I have been more of a distraction to some of the other "practicers" of Yoga during the "warrior poses" days. Let's just say, I can't "tree" to save my life! Sad. Very sad. Also kind of funny. It's just like you picture - these people in their yoga poses, all centered, calm, even Zen-like. And then there's me; the lady in the back row swaying, leaning, and falling to the ground in a most Three's Company-ish style. *sigh*

Anyhoo, I jumped on the treadmill last week and I am re-addicted. I've signed up for the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure here in Boise and I'm pretty excited about it! Anybody want to come join me? It's on May 10. Only a 5k. (I am still steadfast in my refusal to run a marathon. I just think that when bodies start shutting down and feet start bleeding, these are not subtleties! Your body is screaming for help - or it would if it could catch its breath! But that's just me.)

Apparently, I also walk really weird and it causes the sweat pores on the balls of my feet to clog up. Kind of freaky. I get special shoe inserts - yes, old person orthodics - and supposedly they're better than Air Jordans were for basketballers back in the day. Look out, Lauryn Williams! Or not. :o) Let's just start with trying to run through a whole 5k!