One Foot In Front

Last night, I spontaneously decided that I needed a jog to work off some work stress. So Buddy (his real name shall be withholden until he knows about this tumblr and approves) and I hit the open road. At some point we’ll start running, I promise, but tonight we mostly walked and talked, again. Then we defrosted while poking fun of Dan on MTV. Having a new person come over to my apartment inspires a mad dash to shove all my clutter and junk under the couch. Makes for an awesome warm-up.

But down to running business. I’ve lost some endurance; I can tell by my inability to make it up the Prince Street hill at a full jog. On top of that, this was my first time being out on the road without my headphones in a while. It’s a little scary to hear the cars rushing up behind you like a huge MAC truck. Makes one want to jump out of one’s skin.

Tonight will be a real jog. Feel awful. Not going to happen.