Friday, January 03, 2014

Work that booty.

So what happens when the snow comes down hard AFTER you've run four miles, which should have been two or thee miles only, really, and then you have to dig out not once, not twice, but three times in the course of two days?

You dread going outside and get generally all miserable and downy and wish it weren't now and feel pathetic and act unhappy and shit.

This is when you don't want to run, and also when you need to run.

Temperature: 12°
Pavement: lots of deep snow
Distance: 2 miles
Weight: 178.5 lbs.

Wow. That was challenging, just charging up (instead of down) Taylor, in deep snow, lifting those knees, seriously feeling it in my back. More galling still, all those great people on Monticello (I counted about a dozen) who can afford to have their driveways plowed, but don't touch their sidewalks. Fuck. You.

1993 Playlist
Boom! Shake The Room  - DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Supermodel (You Better Work) - RuPaul
Sunflower - Paul Weller
Never Said - Liz Phair
Like I Used To - Cyndi Lauper
Shoop - Salt-N-Pepa
That's What I Think - Cyndi Lauper

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