Weighing a ton, my workout bag seems to be loaded up with everything but the kitchen sink these days. I hate it when I lug it up the 4 flights of stairs only to carry it back down 8+ hours later — and having not run. On days like today, when the sun shines brightly, I eagerly grab my bag and head out.
There is no stopping to change; I’ll do that when I get to where I’m going. I find my parking spot, grab my bag, and make a b-line to the bathroom to change. Boy am I disappointed to find that my bag had everything but the kitchen sink and MY SHOES!
Posted by Juls.
Filed under Life happens
Posted on Wed, 10 March 2010 at 1:45 pm
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Life is a journey and, for me, running is a huge part of it. Just like a great run, it has easy and tough parts. It is beautiful at times and ugly at others. Hopefully, I will reach the finish feeling good about what I have accomplished and leave a long trail of bread crumbs to show, those that wish to know, where I have been.
DOH!
11 Mar 10 at 9:26 pm #DOH!
12 Mar 10 at 10:13 am #ruh roh… :-)
12 Mar 10 at 11:33 am #