So since I moved I have gone running once…well now twice…
I HAVE BEEN A RUNNING BUM!
So last night I slept in my running clothes so that I would wake my bum-ass up and HAVE TO GO RUNNING!
It worked! Why the heck is it so hard to get me to do something that makes me so much better? Helps w. the crazy, helps wake me up in the morning and helps me feel better about me (and gosh darn it…people like me…had to continue w. the cheesiness)
So yeah. I RAN! IT WAS GLORIOUS! I am back on the running horse and I’m gonna kick some ass!