Not a good day, but hey, it could always be worse.
Forecast called for freezing rain so I didn't bike - but it was just rain, not really icy, so I should've biked. I'm getting a cold too, so not feeling too well. I was going to go to the gym but decided to get rest instead. Lazybum! My knee also hurts - I heard a crack during one of my many falls while skiing in Colorado a few weeks ago, and that's exactly where it hurts so it may be something related to that. I doubt it's anything serious.
So, I put my gym clothes and a jacket in my backpack and took the metro to work. After work, I knew I should go to the gym... but I needed a mental break and really really really wanted to run outside in the freezing rain. So I decided to run home from work. The thing is, I realized I only had shorts, not pants. But as most of you know I'm as stubborn as a big square rock in the Appalachian Trail, so I decided to run home anyway... The first mile was alright, feeling good, looking tough, loving it... The second mile I started to get pretty cold - my upper body was fine but my quads felt really cold and wet... my shins were so cold that they didn't hurt, which was nice for a change... Yup, my quads were cold... at that moment, Sheryl Crow and her "I'm gonna soak up the sun" came on my mp3 player... can you believe that song really warmed me up? I started singing it out loud, cause there was nobody around anyway... yeah, I was that crazy person you see running outside in shorts soaking wet shivering and singing... As I started feeling even colder and the rain started turning into ice, I knew no matter how tough I was, it wouldn't be smart to try to make it home. So I decided to try and make it to the next metro, Smithsonian. With only about 1/3 a mile there, the Bee Gees came on and their "Stayin' Alive" - yeah, I was going to be OK, thanks to the Bee Gees!. I saw other crazy runners also in shorts around the Washington Monument. Yeah, we're all tough. Finally made it to the metro and warmed up, and made it home.
I need to be smarter about these things. Now I really have a cold. Wah-waaahhhhh! | 