My Thanksgiving break started today after work. I do have some work-related stuff to take care of, but at least, I will be working in the comfort of my home.
Tomorrow is Saturday and I plan on running a long run tomorrow. I want to do a long, not fast run. Maybe a 10K? I will be doing it on the treadmill at the Y. Boring I know.
I don't know what's with me recently about running outside. The weather has turned cool and I love the temperature. But I am not exactly excited about running outside. I think it has to do with the move. Previously, I can run down the end of my street and back and that will be over 5K. And when I crossed the highway and went to the school and back, it will be a good 5 miles. The route is straight and safe. Now, I kinda have to go through some funky parts of town and go through a lot of turns and it just isn't as nice or safe. And there are some unknown looking dogs that I am scared of. Argh!
I used to love running with a running buddy. But I think I have lost some confidence in my running ability. I hate to have my running friend drive 20 miles to where I am and run a mere 4 or 5 miles with me. I also don't want someone physically there to push me or hold me accountable. Yeah. I don't want to be accountable. I'm a lazy runner. Oh no!
I can run up and down the highway. But I hate running alone like that - I don't feel safe. I would love to bring Paddy but she is kinda paranoid about speeding vehicles. What's the deal with "I don't feel safe" ?? But I should trust my gut feeling right? If I don't feel safe, it probably isn't totally 100% safe.
I bought some mis-tinted paint from Wal-Mart today for $5. I am going to FINALLY paint some shelves and am crossing my fingers so tightly and hoping that it will be an okay color.
On the eating front, I am doing well. I have been watching myself and avoid putting junk in myself. Breakfast was oatmeal and hot tea with milk. Lunch was turkey breast on wheat bread with a slice of harvarti cheese, lettuce and pickles. Tonight, I am going to make myself a brothy chicken soup with some egg noodles. My stomach hasn't been feeling gunked up like it was when I wrote that post about me being dirty. So this is good! :)
Lastly, I want to gripe about gift. I don't expect a gift for my birthday or Christmas or anniversary or anything. And I don't mean to be ungrateful. But people knows I am into running and cooking. Why can't they just give me a pair of running socks, or GU, or a Spibelt or a medal hanger or some safety lights. I would much rather people save the money or spend it on themselves instead of splurging on $100 perfumes or some fancy technology stuff that I have to read the manual and set up. Socks are easy. You rip the packaging and wear it. :)
Question of the Day: What's on your Santa wish list?