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Take Note


Dear Illinois Weather,

Are you aware that it’s March 15? If not, please take note. It is March 15. It should not be nearly 80 degrees. This is not acceptable. The average high for today is 45. That is a 35-degree difference. I like warm weather just as much as the next person, but I really enjoy the build-up to spring, and here we went from winter to pretty much summer in a week. You’re throwing me off! I keep thinking it’s May, and we haven’t even had spring break yet! I should still be able to wear my cold-weather running gear for another couple of weeks, for cryin’ out loud! So all I’m sayin’ is…back off! Drop back down to the 50s or something. I’d take that! Then, you can go back up to 80 in, say, April or May. Deal? Thanks.


I quit


I didn’t go to the gym yesterday. Instead, I went to the Immediate Care center down the road. *sigh* I’ll spare you the incredibly long story, but in a nutshell, I was instructed to run my booty over to the doctor after work because the school nurse said it looked/sounded like I had strep. Awwwwwwesome. So I did. And I don’t have strep. But I did waste an hour sitting there.

Today was supposed to be a cross-training day, but since I missed yesterday’s run, I decided to make it up. But it wasn’t meant to be. I grabbed the wrong pants, apparently. The pants I grabbed are NOT for running. No no. They are not. Why? Because they are just big enough to slide ever-so-gradually down my booty. And since I didn’t want to run 2.5 miles with one hand on the waistband of my pants, I quit after 8 minutes and grabbed a recumbent bike instead. And I hate recumbent bikes. Not as much as the elliptical, but still. I just don’t feel like I’m getting a workout. And now, instead of feeling alert and being in a good mood, I’m still tired and in a grumpy mood. GAH. Must. Not. Eat. Pint. Of. Ben & Jerry’s….

Again, see what happens?


Headed to the gym after work today to get in some time on the treadmill. The weather was beautiful, but I was afraid that if I went home to get outdoor running gear, I wouldn’t go back out. So, treadmill it was.

The gym was really busy today–the busiest I’ve seen it. I know their New Year promotion ends tomorrow, so maybe people were taking last-minute advantage of it. Still managed to get a treadmill…just one facing directly into the sun.

So, I started up my treadmill program and turned on my iPod and started a new Nike+ workout…and the receiver wouldn’t recognize the sensor. Aaargh! I’ve been wondering for a while now when the battery on the sensor would die, and after 3.5 years…I think it finally did. Time to order a new one, I guess. I was planning on running outside tomorrow, too, but tracking distance is going to be tough. Bah.

On the bright side, my house smells amaaaazing. Pot of chicken noodle soup is on the stove. Can’t wait to eat it…. Only half an hour left….

Insert Emo Title Here


Well, friends, I am feeling the winter blahs for sure. I am annoyed for no reason, and am exceptionally short-tempered. I can’t tell you how many stupid fights I’ve picked (or have wanted to pick) with Paul this weekend. All I want is for it to be gloomy and cloudy and crappy out so that the weather matches my mood. There is nothing worse than a bright sunny day when it is too friggin’ cold/snowy/icy outside to enjoy the sun. If the weather is going to be too cold to go out in, then it needs to have the decency to be cloudy and unwelcoming as well. I want to do nothing. I want to sit inside all day eating chocolate. But I don’t have any because Paul wouldn’t let me buy any at the grocery store. Knew I should’ve gone without him. I can’t even summon the energy to go burn off this bad mood at the gym. If you need me, I’ll probably be in my room listening to Dashboard Confessional and writing about my feelings on my blog.

Oh. Wait.