Here are some of my thoughts from this weekend that I can remember:
Man, the least you can do is shorten your damn dog’s leash when I run by! Eff!
[on a scheduled 2-miler]
I can sneak in three.
[after finishing three miles] Lemme go for four. Wait, should I go for four? The kids said run just two. Ryan (my husband) is going to wonder what’s taking so long. Shit. Lemme turn back.
Oh God. Can I hold this poop for 2.5 more miles? Oh! The gas station is only half a mile away. I could go there… Oh! The park! Lemme cross the street. Oh thank God! I can’t hold it!
[while I’m passing others runners who don’t smile or wave back at me] HA! I. Am. Awesome. That’s what you get for not smiling at ME!
[while I’m passing other runners that are slower than I am but who are trying] Don’t give up! I was just like you. I hope you don’t give up.
Holy crap it’s hot.
Hey… Do I know her?
Look at that lady. I wonder how far she ran today?
Whew! Almost home.