Just work

Today I had a great treadmill run. I didn't want to do it when I started, but I didn't have time to go to Lady Bird Lake and I needed to get in six. I decided that it was just going to be work, not enjoyment before I started and I'd have to trudge through it. It went a lot easier than I expected. Sometimes you expect the worse and get the best. I hope that tomorrow doesn't go bad because I promised myself a fun run on the lake. Peace Out, LJ

Once a Runner

I know that no one but me is looking at this...thanks again running friends...did I mention you suck? Anyways, I'm reading Once a Runner, once again and I love it. I've been doing really good these last couple of weeks even though its been hot and muggy. Me and town lake are almost synonymous. I have started getting these weird blisters on my arm and knee that only come up when I run and after I wash them with soap and water they go away, weird stuff. Oh, and I've been so hungry, which I've been trying to fight, mostly because we never have food in the house, but I have found myself grabbing a handful of chex when I pass the pantry. I really don't know how it adds up calorie wise, but I'm sure it does add up about the fourth time I do it. The convenience store is also getting rich off me. I spent seven dollars on drinks yesterday (I know the plastic bottles are bad for the environment, but I do recycle), and it seems like there is not a day that goes by that I'm not on a roof for something with bidding season being upon us. I'm sure in a week or two I'll be run down, but my body is holding up to the heat for now. So I won't quote anything from once a runner, but I will say that it does provide a poetic justice to all the glory and agony of going the distance. Once a Runner, always a runner, right? LJ