Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Do you remember that Friends episode where Monica and Rachel are trying to teach Chandler about sex? They tell him there are seven erogenous zones on women (he's baffled at this, by the way) and then proceed to explain the numbering system to him. The scene ends with Monica yelling, "Seven, seven, seven!"

Yesterday, I ran seven miles. It wasn't nearly as exhilarating as the Friends scene, and I didn't want to scream out anything when I was done. For starters, this was my longest run since the half. Secondly, it was 65 degrees and sunny, which, while wonderful, is about 30 degrees warmer than what I'm used to running in right now. Lastly, I've been in a bit of a running funk (i.e. I feel like I accomplished my goal and don't seem terribly motivated to do better during the next one). So, I wasn't sure how the seven miler was going to go.

It went, though. I was motivated for the following reasons:
1. There were a lot of people there.
2. All of those people looked like they were in good moods.
3. I saw one of my awesome Jazzercise friends, Tara, there! She's the one who gave me the term "dreadmill," clever girl that she is. 
4. Four senior members of the boy's soccer team were running at Kesling before practice, and I REFUSED to quit before they did. 

So, seven miles I ran. It wasn't pretty, but it was faster than I anticipated, which was a pleasant surprise at the end of the run. So, I stretched and drank a TON of water, and drove home to shower and go to dinner. 

Pretty fantastic Tuesday...  bring on seven more! 


  1. Slowly getting remotivated! Hoping you're doing well and leaning on those around you for support!


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