Yep... it's definitely a full moon out there...
Today I went out and bought a pair of real-live, grown-up running shoes. I went to The Running Company, the cute little whippersnapper shop assistant put me on a treadmill to see what kind of feet I have, and I walked out with a shiny new budget-busting pair of
Brooks shoes.
I don't know what has changed. I have never been a runner. I have two very big reasons for this, and they are situated about ten inches below my chin. But for the last several months, I have wished I could run without the embarrassment and discomfort of my giant knockers flapping in the breeze. Somewhere along the line, I got sick of that slowing me down. I did some shopping around online, found a reasonably-priced sports bra I think will work for me, and it's in the mail as we speak. I now have the shoes. I also went out this afternoon and bought a couple pairs of shorts and some tops. So... I'm just about ready to go. Tomorrow will be my inaugural run... pre-coffee. Coffee will be my reward. I want to start with a mile... not necessarily running that whole distance. I won't be discouraged if I have to walk part of it. But I'm going to look up some workouts online and start a genuine routine. I am motivated, even excited about it.
And I'm just tired of feeling like a fatass.