Well, I did it. I ran the whole length without stopping. It may or may not have been at a slower pace. It's hard to tell. But I did it. I had a harder time running sections on the return trip today then I did yesterday. I desperately need new shoes. The "tennies" my mom bought me at Payless when I started college almost four years ago are just not cutting it. They're huge, for one. Second, they're huge. And third, they are so not comfortable. When I land (which I'm beginning to think that it's a little inward), my feet wish there was less in the way. But I did it. I think one run is all we can handle today, being that my not-so-good friend Nick showed up yesterday. He's kind of a jerk.
It's sunny and delightful here in the greens; I even got some color again today. Which leads me to the reason for my title. I have a love/hate relationship with the stroller. On the one hand, it's so easy to maneuver; it let's me take the wee one out and get exercise; it adds depth to my run; and I don't look quite as foolish as I feel I would without it. On the flip side, it's a pain in my ass; it's hard to run with only one free hand; and finally, it prevents the front of my legs from seeing the sun. So now I go outside to get a little even coloring.
I've missed you, Cali spring. Summer, the jury is still out.
Why do you only use one hand? And I agree about how it makes you look not so awkward. Mine needs a tune-up to make my wheels rotate smoother.
ReplyDeleteWhy is your friend called Nick? How did that name come into existence?