"Yes I Am Weezy, But I Ain't Asthmatic"

I went for a trial run today, and I was quite weezy....

So after having talked to numerous people about this mission I have come to two conclusions, both of which I discovered the importance of today.

First, I need to invest in some very good shoes. I went for a run today....yes, I know technically my training doesn't start until after October 23rd, BUT it was an absolutely beautiful day and I got home early from work so I figured why not do a little trial run. I was surprisingly off to a really great start (mostly because there was a VERY attractive dude running in front of me, which I was evidentially chasing after...) and I just started to not realize that I was running.

Eventually he veered off the path and it suddenly became very clear to me that I had run MUCH farther than anticipated. Wonderful right? WRONG, because now I literally had to walk back to my apartment because I had tired myself out chasing after Mr. Hott Dude (sidenote: As I was running behind this guy all I could keep thinking was, PLEASE I hope he doesn't own any clothing with tiny embroidered animals. I mean seriously, I am aware that I don't have THE BEST taste in guys--as I have been told by my friends, I tend to select people that are...shall we say...more rough around the edges, but really... little embroidered lobsters? Flamingos? Palm trees? When you bought those did they ask for your "man card" back?)

As a result of my little adventure my knees are now killing me! I have been told that purchasing the correct pair of running shoes can remedy this and make the impact of running much less severe. We shall see....

Second, I realized the importance of a really good playlist. If you know me you understand my love of music--all types. I have THE MOST eclectic taste in music and my 3,000+ song iPod proves this. I have come to the conclusion that any of my running mixes MUST start with "Eye of the Tiger"--no exceptions. This song has the amazing ability to transport me to the top of a museum stairwell in Philadelphia, flailing my arms--punching the air with all my strength and power like Rocky. SO EMPOWERING.

However my challenge comes when I actually start running. If you have ever driven in a car with me, you know that listening to music transforms me into various artists as I start to sing their songs as if I was performing in concert. I have the ability to morph into Lil' Wayne with all his attitude and swagger, Eminem with all of his aggression and intensity, Ke$ha with her energy, Sugarland with their upbeat and perky melodies and Jack Johnson with his mellow soothing chords. Sadly, my love of singing to my favorite tunes becomes quite problematic when trying to breath at the same time.

So lesson learned today (I'm not a math person so follow me here...)

   Me
+beautiful weather
+Mr. Hott Dude
+great music
-trying to sing while running
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Successful first attempt :)


next on the to-do list....get good shoes!