I got a nice gift from my XC runners. Part of it (just part, isn't that crazy? there was a lot more) was a $100 gift card to my favorite shoe/running store. So I went yesterday to get new shoes. I also bought a pair of running tights, but this was a total impulse buy and I'm going to return them. I'm a dork. Anyway, as soon as I walked in, one of the salesmen that I always talk to when I go in (his name is Van, and it always takes me a minute to remember that. I usually tell myself, "I know it's something unusual," and I rack my brain and can't come up with it. And then I remember it when we are done talking) asked me, "Did you get your run in today?" I laughed and told him that I was running inside when I got home, and he said that was everyone's response. The wind was ridiculous. Gusts up to 50 mph. Driving on the interstate was touchy and slow. So when I got home I "ran" on my gazelle again. I don't always feel like I get a good workout, but my heel has been bothering me anyway (probably because I needed new shoes), so I guess it has been good for the low impact. I will not be running outside till Saturday, probably, but not because of the weather. My husband has supervision stuff tonight and tomorrow. So my mileage this week will be okay, but some of the miles will be not real running miles. And I have to admit that while I was running, I was flipping through the channels and I totally got sucked into--brace yourself--a Liza Minnelli performance. Maybe it was her raspy voice. Or her boyishly handsome tuxedoed backup dancers. Or perhaps it was her red-sequined off-the-shoulder jumpsuit. I don't know. But I watched the last 20 minutes of the show and I could not change the channel for some reason. And I was caught when my husband came upstairs. After that was over I started watching NCIS (much more socially acceptable). Then I needed to help with bath time, and I just ran out of motivation to get back to it after putting the kids to bed.
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