i should have known that when i couldn't find my keys this morning, it was a sign that i should just stay home.
after searching in every room 5 times, i took off to the gym in my dad's car hoping the run might clear my head to help me look for my keys when i got back. but once i got to the gym i realized i had forgotten my water. doh! ok whatever, spent a dollar, got another water.
undeterred i hopped on the treadmill and started off nice and slow. once i started getting into it, my shorts started slipping. either the elastic had stretched or i had gotten infinitesimally smaller. either way it was annoying. i had to keep pulling them up like every 15 seconds. then i tried to feel comfortable with them riding dangerously low on my hips. but i kept worrying that my crack was in full view. and we all know crack is whack.
and then finally, to end it all, my ipod crapped out...dead battery.
*sigh* some runs aren't meant to be.
we'll try this again tomorrow. after laying out everything i need the night before. and getting a better night's rest.
4 comments:
good luck tomorrow.
for the record, i vote that the shorts were falling down due to your waist getting immensely smaller. ;o)
"Crack is whack." - MPA, you always crack me up. No pun intended.
uhhh, did you find your keys?
A dead ipod is definitely the final blow... no tunes, no miles. That's my motto!
I've had many days exactly like that!
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