runners gloat

Direct TV came on time, worked quickly and professionally, and left me with a working tv again. See Comcast? That's how its done. Afterwards I scuttled off to work and spent the afternoon on a powerpoint that was both frustrating and enjoyable to work on. Despite how bored I can get, I really do enjoy the work I do.

Came home, watched some of this illustrious cable I forgot existed then went for a run. I didn't feel like going but I had a lot of angst built up in me so I knew running would help. As usual it did the trick in calming me down a bit. Exercising rules. The best part about tonight's run was that I passed two separate male runners. One of them I passed twice! It's funny because each time I'd get close to passing, the dudes would try to speed up their pace because god forbid a girl passes them. I'd breeze on by and feel f'ing awesome about it. The other thing I like to do when I'm running is run by the houses of people I know and hope they are looking out their windows or sitting on their porch. I pretend that they are and that I showboat: "Hey look! You thought I'd never stick to this and fuck man you were SO WRONG! Woohoo!" I'm saying it more to myself than to them, but the sentiment remains. I feel like people didn't really expect me to keep at this or do it well, myself included, so its absolutely fantastic to be 2.5 months into the training. Its so cool to be able to run longer, faster, farther each week. I'm proud of myself.