So now I have another friend at work who has taken up running. He came by my office today to show me his new shoes and ask when we could go for a run. Boy did he pick a bad day! I almost broke down in tears when he asked. I don't think he was ready for the outpouring of emotion that I gave him. He gave me that look that said "Wow you're a freak" and hastily left. He hasn't run enough to understand yet so I will give him a break this time. Actually, now that I think about it, I see that "Wow, you're a freak" look a lot, humm, wonder why?
Work has been really busy this week. The work just seems to keep building up. Maybe I should do some of it? Nahhhh! I've got blogs to write, Pilates to do, and many other things to get done before I can think about work. Man I'm tired!
Spent the evening with Blondie again. I have found that if I intentionally do the moves out of order I can stand her. It's something about obvious disobedience that allows me to deal with her constant griping about pointing my toe this way or pushing my butt that way. She's so demanding that she is just begging me to disobey. It's my civic duty to stand up to oppression in all forms. If I let her push me around then the whole world could become enslaved to brutal Pilate dictators. Then where would we be? Just a bunch of ripped, well-toned, in-shape machines that walk around looking great. Hey, maybe we should re-think this.....
No running for me until at least Saturday. I may hit the stair-climber-turned-elliptical-thingy tomorrow for an hour or two. Maybe it can bring out some endorphins. Whatever, it won't be the same. Now I'm off to shop for Chinese liniment.
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