Misery Despises Company

Hello, Sweetie. 

To be honest, I don't think I even have a very good excuse for skipping last week. I guess I was out-of-town, staying in a condo that had the worst WiFi I've ever encountered. And I've used some pretty crappy WiFi. 

Anyway, the good news is, I got new running headphones, and they are amazing. Next week, I'll devote my post to bragging about them and telling my fabulous readers where you can buy them. 

But this week, I have something else to say.  

Something I might not have told you is that I run alone. Even when I have the option of running with my dad or brother, I choose not to, because I prefer suffering alone. 

This week, I was reminded why I run alone. 

I stayed the night in town, at my grandparents' house, and when I woke up in the morning, I had to run. Unfortunately, so did my brother, and he insisted we run together. I will provide you with a brief transcription of the first few minutes:

My Brother: "I feel good. I haven't run in a few days, but I'm still in pretty good shape. This is nice!"

Me: "Please shut up."

My Brother: "Look at my new shoes! They're all neon. You know, the soles are thicker and you can comfortably run with either a heel strike or a toe strike."

Me: "Please. Stop."

My Brother: "Isn't it nice running in town? I think--"

Finally, I snapped. I told him he could either shut up and stop it, or not run with me. He chose the former (and failed, but that's beside the point). 

So, I was painfully reminded why I run alone. Let it be said that I am never running with my brother again. 

Allons-y!

SO SORE

Hello, Sweetie. 

Okay, first of all, this is a day late. Forgive me. 

But aside from that, the first thing I have to say is the same thing that the title of this post suggests: I AM SORE. The reason being, I went snowboarding on Friday. 

Now don't get me wrong: I love snowboarding. But the day after, and several days after that, are hellish. 

But here's the amazing thing: usually, after a day on the slope, my legs are killing me. But guess what? Right now, they feel fine! Guess why?

'Cause running! It might actually be good for something!

(My arms, however, are a different story. And I'm tired from waking up at 6 AM.)

Anywho, that's all for today.

Onward to adventure. 

Allons-y!

In Which I Return

Hello, Sweetie. 

Hope your holidays went well! I honestly can't remember if I skipped one or two weeks. But the important part is, I'm back!

I'm not really sure if there have been any new developments in my running schedule. Due to the holidays and such, I have had to skip a lot of runs.  Which I'm definitely not complaining about, but it has been frustrating to lose so much progress. 

BUT LOOK AT THIS GIANT DOCTOR WHO PAJAMA SUIT MY PARENTS GOT ME FOR CHRISTMAS!

I have not taken it off, except to wash it. If fact, I'm wearing it right now. 

Also, I saw Big Hero 6 last night, and it was amazing. I cried, duh, but still, I highly recommend it. It was very, very good. 

And one last thing: I now have more inspiration to get in shape! There's the old 'keep-up-with-the-Doctor' one, but also, how am I going to be a Jedi if I can't even run a mile without stopping? (I feel like, in the previous posts, I might not have accurately conveyed how much I love Star Wars. I've watched the movies since I was itty-bitty, and the Clone Wars TV show? SO MUCH YES.)

I've got a massive crush on Captain Rex. 

Anywho, you guys are gonna have to bear with me while I recover from all the skipped days. 

So that's all. 

Finis!

Allons-y!

A Scientific Explanation of Cramps

Hello, Sweetie. 

   In case you couldn't tell, the little pink thing is a stomach. I made a thing, and I'm very proud. 

   Also, I have started doing something new: green tea before I run. It was my dad's idea, actually, because I happened to mention that I always drink green tea with honey and lemon in the morning after I run. He suggested that I try doing straight-up green tea before I run, because he finds it physically impossible to run before he's had his coffee (I hate coffee with a deep and bitter passion). 

   So, last night, I made some green tea in a jar before I went to bed, and this morning, I drank some before I ran.  

   I realize now that this may be rather anticlimactic, because, seeing as I've only done it once, I can't report any real results (especially considering I was puking just yesterday. Stomach bug). 

   So, I am going to keep trying this week, and next week I'll probably be able to tell you how well it works. 

   

   Allons-y!

Discovery: Welcome to Night Vale.

Hello, Sweetie. 

I have discovered a wonderful thing. 

Podcasts. 

And my favorite one?

If you aren't listening, you should be. The podcast is a series of news broadcasts from the fictional, and very strange, little desert town of Night Vale. The radio host, Cecil, speaks about the various bizarre happenings (hooded figures, floating cats, invisible clock towers, the sheriff's secret police, the malicious city council, and, of course, the floating lights), along with his massive crush on the scientist Carlos. 

'Welcome to Night Vale' is witty, entertaining, and very funny. 

And the nice thing about listening to podcasts while I run? I focus on the amusing escapades of Night Vale's residents and architecture, rather than the massive amount of pain I still experience! 

So, long story short, listen to Night Vale. All hail the glow cloud. 

(I even attempted a bit of fanart, which was easy since, it being a podcast and all, no one really agrees on what Cecil looks like, so I could modify my favorite version of him. It includes glasses, fair hair, a third eye, and purple tattoos. Maybe I'll post some doodles later. I love my Cecil.)

Anyway, I've got to go to bed. Goodnight, dear readers, goodnight. 

Allons-y!

BAD CRAMP

Hello, Sweetie. 

BAD CRAMP. BAD CRAMP. BAD CRAMP. 

Pretty self-explanatory, actually. I have no flipping clue what happened. It happened after I had turned to go back, and it was bizarre, because it had no apparent cause. No illness, no lady problems, nothing. Yet I ended up with a being-dissolved-from-the-inside cramp. And the day after, I got another one, albeit not-so-bad. 

This has been a short post. I might as well stress the fact that it is still very cold. 

Ooh! Also, I think I might be kind of getting in shape or something! Whoop whoop! *showers of rainbow glitter and unicorns* *TARDIS vworping* *the Doctor arriving* *me running away with him forever* *etc*

Allons-y!

Lazy Blogger is Lazy

Hello, Sweetie.

I WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE.

As things like this go, I suck. I am not a diligent blogger, and I never have been. So I'm scrapping the three-day-a-week plan, and scrapping the videos (except on special occasions). I am only blogging one day per week, and rants and playlists will happen at the same time. I really hope this plan works better than the last one did. 

So, here's a rant:

WINTER IN MONTANA BLOODY SUCKS.

I thought running was bad as it was, but trying to do it in bloody freezing wind and snow makes it a gazillion times worse. I lose feeling in most of my extremities and my face, and the wind majorly slows me down. 

It doesn't help that, since I practically live on a remote desert citadel, I have nothing between me and the wind. No trees, no bushes, no buildings. Just some dry grass and rotting fence posts. 

And, not to mention, the wind is always bad here anyway, and in the winter it gets worse. So add a below-zero temperature and some icy snow to that wind, and you've got it.

I wish I could quit running for the winter. 

Also, lazy blogger doesn't feel like a playlist. Sorry.

Allons-y!