the infinite passion of life

Cret bin koot dot zama….hahahaha…yeah.

Okay, today was Day One (at 5h00 in the morning) of Crazy “Morning” Running Time with my Naneth.  “Morning” because it was still dark and is totally nightime for me.  In any case, I got up and stretched and got ready to go—with water and music.  And we jogged for 20 minutes.  Well…I jogged for 15 or so and walked the rest.  Felt like I was going to die. 

Anyway I’ve decided to re-name Crazy “Morning” Running Time to Crazy Running Time Because You Never Know When The Doctor Or The Zombie Apocalypse Might Arrive. Also known as CRTBYNKWTDOTZAMA.  And it will have to happen at a different time than 5h00 because 4h50 is an obscene time to wake up—especially when you wake up 20 minutes early.  Ug.  And also because you can’t fall back asleep afterward.  So I need to find a new running time. 

Which means I won’t be able to run with ‘Neth because she didn’t want to do it at night.  So I’ll be by myself.  I guess that will make me sound less insane because no one will hear me cheering myself on and chanting things like “keep going.  To the next lamp.  Breathe.  Make it to the lamp.  you can do it.  Just keep breathing.  To the lamp. lamp.  lamp.  Lamp.  Lamp.  Lamp.  You did it.  Good job.  Now the next one.  keep going.  to the lamp…now to the corner.  corner. corner…” etc.

Downside: I’ll be by myself.  In the dark.  Running. WHICH IS A HORRIBLE THING TO BE DOING—I HATE RUNNING.  I SUCK AT RUNNING.  I ALMOST PUKED AFTERWARD BECAUSE I’M SO HORRIBLE AND I WASN”T EVEN GOING THAT FAST! 

But yeah, if I keep this up I’ll be ready for when the Doctor comes to take me away, or if the zombie apocalypse starts. Go me.

(I’m actually insanely proud of myself for doing this because I kept going and didn’t turn around and go back home or cut my run short or whatever.  And also because I didn’t puke.  I was fabulous.  A slow, pitiful, hot, sweaty, SEXY fabulous mess…Yeah. :D)