I have been running, you guys. Remember the Iron Goat? This is a pretty huge development in my weird life, and it brings with it lots of notable observations and new trains of thought. Today while running around our back field I literally got the giggles as one thing after another seemed to conspire against me. Against the spirit of positive thinking, I’m going to share some of it with you fine people. Following are some totally logical reason NOT to run:
- You have been over-hydrating all week and also drinking three tons of cranberry juice per day to ward off an odd pain in your back, so you need to pee every 90 seconds.
- You are wearing yoga leggings that are slightly baggy at the hips so they scoot down every time you bounce. Which is every time you take a stride.
- The horses occupying the field in which you are trying to run are so fascinated by your strange new activity that they stare at you until they have clearly lost all respect for you. Not that they had much to begin with. But still.
- The songs on your playlist are so much fun that singing along with them costs you more oxygen than your struggling lungs can afford. Teach yourself how to Dougie some other time, lady.
- The abundant cacti are blending in with the prairie grass and the uppers of your shoes are thin fabric.
- It has been more than 90 seconds and your neighbor just drove down the adjacent dirt road, waving at you.
- I’ve heard that running can be addictive. Can I really afford one more addiction? Because we all know I am NOT sacrificing coffee. Or books. Or auctions and garage sales. Or gardening.
- Sometimes, just sometimes, honey bees might swarm you.
- If you sprain your ankle on those Oklahoma red rocks, your neighbor will definitely not be home any more to help or call anyone for you, because that’s just how things work.
- What if I get too skinny? (LOL)
Run at Your Own Risk, Ladies
xoxoxo
Now I’m totally buying you a You Go Girl. 😉
Teach me how to Dougie, teach me teach me how to Dougie. Blast that on some massive speakers so Chunk-Hi at least dances with you while you run.
And have Handsome built you a track. Srsly.
No go girls or beaver dams for me, please.
All-my-horses-love-me-all-my-all-my-horses-love-me.
Your ever inspiring accounts caused me to smile – sorry to say – a really Big Smile. I have been riding a little motorcross bicycle as I toy with the idea that I could grow up a be like you! I want to Iron Goat!! My body and your stories make me question….
But I Can Still Dream Right?
Cinderbecca
OK “Mayonnaise Girl” threw me, but Cinderbecca? I know you. I think. xoxo YES go for it on that bike, that is the piece of the Goat puzzle I’m missing, and I bet it’s a great way to clear your head! Oh, and thanks for the big smile, LOL I think…
ha ha! All very good reasons not to run. I never run. I don’t think it is good for you to run (add that as another reason, being your joints can’t take the constant jolt, neither can your organs (take a bag of some organs and every day shake or bounce them up and down; They shan’t last very long, I think… I haven’t actually done this before…)).
But you put a smile on my face this morning, and some very vivid images,:)
YIKES I hadn’t thought of that!! LOL Omigosh, forget it. I do not need jello insides. hahaha Thanks Nadya! Maybe Yoga will get me in shape?
I was thinking about running today myself, Marie, but thanks to your wisdom, I see the error of my ways. And Mr. V would hate it if I got too skinny. These are all great reasons to stick to yoga instead 🙂
WAHOO I have helped someone. LOL Yoga it is, ladies. And for the record, getting too skinny is not really in the cards here either. haha