I have run outside 8 days in a row now that my treadmill is kaput. That's a record for me. The other day I ran with a stroller in heavy wind. It's been almost a year since I've used the stroller. Yay! It feels easier. Tonight I ran in some chilly gusty wind staring at a really cool full moon. I really don't like running in crazy wind though. I'm certain the last couple of days would've been treadmill days had it been working. Interestingly, I've kind of found some reward in roughing it so to speak. Seeing the moon so large over the mountains was great. Also, I recently read about Geoff Roes running like an animal through knee high blown snow in Colorado. Granted he's a pro and that's extreme, but maybe I should welcome the elements more. It's supposed to rain this weekend. We'll see how that turns out.
The treadmill repair guy called me back today and good news. He can fix my treadmill for 200 bucks cheaper than the first guy I called. Awesome! Order those parts. But it could be ten days before they get here. Going to be a lot more outside runs this month.
Also the other day while I was running with the stroller, a car zipped past me and the passenger screeched at me. Yes, they screeched. Anyway, I startle easy it seems ,and it made me jump which results in a very odd, probably spastic motion while running. At first, I was like you son of a boooop, but then I just laughed at myself. Ok , you got me I thought. I told Liz this and she says, "well at least they didn't throw a moonpie at you!" Indeed, certainly I've already paid for that action.
Many full moons ago, I was in a blue Toyota Corolla. Funny, have I been in two blue Toyota Corollas? Anyway, driving down the street one night, I got nosy and looked in the center console of my friends car and found a melty old moonpie. I took it out of the wrapper and tossed it at a guy walking along the street. This poor innocent guy took a mushy freaky moonpie to the back of the neck traveling at about 40 miles per hour. Again, I'm pretty sure I've paid for that one by now.
and dang it's hard to find a pic of a 85-ish Corolla , let alone the metallic blue kind. I seem to recall this model would run without any oil for a long period of time. hahahaha
Wasn't my 1985 blue Toyota Corolla because 1) I don't eat moon pies and 2) no food in my car.
ReplyDeleteWas it my blue 85 corolla? I vaguely remember that incident...
ReplyDeleteYes marcro! Your corolla didn't need oil either remember? It just jumped out at me as I was writing that you both had the same car. Funny that R also had a gold 84 corolla. I missed the boat getting a Tercel!
ReplyDeleteE you need to go eat a Moonpie!
My Dad had '81 white Corolla and then '92 metallic light blue Corolla. ha! Also....ever get yelled at you. "Run Forrest Run"?
ReplyDeleteI think the only time Marc's Toyota got it's oil changed is when I did it in the front of my parents yard lol It runs on love!
ReplyDeleteNo one has yelled the Forrest comment at me yet. lol
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