THE FEMALE BODY IS A BEAUTIFUL THING.
WEATHER: 45ish at running time, gradually warming to 53ish.
MILES THIS WEEK: Who even knows?
WHERE TO: Great Falls and back.
MOOD: Perhaps less embarrassed than I should be.
Today’s embarrassing-running-story is brought to you by…
- The Great Falls Visitor Center
- The C&O Towpath
- Target running shorts
- Stray tree branches
- The phrase, “Read to the end before you yell, ‘GROSS!’ and pledge to never read my blog again.”
- …because (as the title implies) IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.
WEATHER: 28 degrees at running time.
MILES: 10, intended to include a 2 x 15-min tempo run but which ended up being just a 10-mile medium-paced wander around Georgetown/Glover Park/Cleveland Park/etc.
MILES THIS WEEK: 30
MILES THIS MONTH: 45
I did 10 miles even after a night of semi-quality sleep that involved dreams about being 14 again and dating my freshman-in-high-school boyfriend, who I shall hereinafter call Braces. Braces was making macaroni and cheese and furthermore informed me that he was buying a parakeet and running off with The Worst Woman to Attend Our High School Ever (hereinafter TWWTAOHSE) (or perhaps just “Bitchtastic”).
Anyway. It was stressful.
So I didn’t exactly “do” the “tempo” part of my run this morning. In fact, I mainly just ran in a way that “felt good” and probably ended up “being on average as fast” as a “tempo” “run” might be, any”way.” Is my hardassery slipping???
Meh. I did 10 anyway. And it was chilly.
Also, today’s question — why does the McDonald’s in Adams Morgan play booty music outside at like 6:30 AM?