Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oooooh Foo Fighters...how do I love thee?
As I ran through the city on my run this evening (day 3 of my running streak attempt for those of you keeping score!!) Foo Fighters "Best Of You" came on my iPod. Now previously, I always felt negative energy with this song...it's like a song you listen to when you get dumped and you're trying to get over 'em or something along those lines. But today it was the same old song with a whole new meaning.
I decided that I was going to get the best of myself.
Ya see...I've been really hard on myself lately...overstressing with work and all sorts of other important and unimportant hullabalooey...and said overstressing has definitely taken its toll on my health (read as: I'll eat anything sugary and unhealthy) and overall I've been an unmotivated mushball. Basically I was letting me get to me. (Confused yet?) ...and that's when I decided enough is enough. I was going to start giving the best of me to no one other than myself at that very moment.
And so I picked up the pace. And ran my ass off. it felt good. I wasn't winded. And I didn't stop. And the best part was...that I...your resident slow poke...for the first time ever (i think)...passed a handful of other runners. Not walkers. Not grandma's with their canes. Actual runners got to check out my cute butt as I ran by them.
This never happens.
But daaaaaaaaaamn did it feel good.
3.75 miles. No watch. Just me. My iPod. And my feet being put one in front of the other. It was beautiful. And I thoroughly enjoyed myself...and so the streak continues...
May all of you get the best of you on your next run.
Oh...I almost forgot. A package came in the mail today. It was our Swim Outlet grab bags. Clearly whoever packaged our order must've known how much I loooooooooathe the color purple (did they think I went to K-State or something?!) and wanted to test my gag reflexes. There are only two words to describe this speedo...Tragically.Awesome. (pardon the terrible photo...but this about sums up my reaction!)
Seriously. Could it BE any uglier?! The pattern kinda looks like a sweater that Bill Cosby wore once upon a time. Not that I know what "Bill Cosby Sweater" means or anything (enter Urban Dictionary). But I can't complain too much. It's a new swim suit (retailing at $70) and I only paid $30 for it. And it serves its purpose of covering all the right parts in the water. And under normal circumstances, I would never be caught dead wearing something so hideous...but I'm sure it'll grow on me.
Who knows. Maybe there's some super powers lurking in the purple threading that'll make me swim faster than ever before? That would rawk.
As I ran through the city on my run this evening (day 3 of my running streak attempt for those of you keeping score!!) Foo Fighters "Best Of You" came on my iPod. Now previously, I always felt negative energy with this song...it's like a song you listen to when you get dumped and you're trying to get over 'em or something along those lines. But today it was the same old song with a whole new meaning.
I decided that I was going to get the best of myself.
Ya see...I've been really hard on myself lately...overstressing with work and all sorts of other important and unimportant hullabalooey...and said overstressing has definitely taken its toll on my health (read as: I'll eat anything sugary and unhealthy) and overall I've been an unmotivated mushball. Basically I was letting me get to me. (Confused yet?) ...and that's when I decided enough is enough. I was going to start giving the best of me to no one other than myself at that very moment.
And so I picked up the pace. And ran my ass off. it felt good. I wasn't winded. And I didn't stop. And the best part was...that I...your resident slow poke...for the first time ever (i think)...passed a handful of other runners. Not walkers. Not grandma's with their canes. Actual runners got to check out my cute butt as I ran by them.
This never happens.
But daaaaaaaaaamn did it feel good.
3.75 miles. No watch. Just me. My iPod. And my feet being put one in front of the other. It was beautiful. And I thoroughly enjoyed myself...and so the streak continues...
May all of you get the best of you on your next run.
Oh...I almost forgot. A package came in the mail today. It was our Swim Outlet grab bags. Clearly whoever packaged our order must've known how much I loooooooooathe the color purple (did they think I went to K-State or something?!) and wanted to test my gag reflexes. There are only two words to describe this speedo...Tragically.Awesome. (pardon the terrible photo...but this about sums up my reaction!)
Seriously. Could it BE any uglier?! The pattern kinda looks like a sweater that Bill Cosby wore once upon a time. Not that I know what "Bill Cosby Sweater" means or anything (enter Urban Dictionary). But I can't complain too much. It's a new swim suit (retailing at $70) and I only paid $30 for it. And it serves its purpose of covering all the right parts in the water. And under normal circumstances, I would never be caught dead wearing something so hideous...but I'm sure it'll grow on me.Who knows. Maybe there's some super powers lurking in the purple threading that'll make me swim faster than ever before? That would rawk.
Labels: Running Streak
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 7:20 PM
12 Camper Comments:
Make friends withn your enemy (the color purple). Speakinawitch, prolly not to big a fan of the movie by that name, eh?
You really can't rely on that color for anything good, can you? Always underachieves and never wins. i'm sorry. maybe you'll have influence over it.
purple for TNT? ;o)
and rock on to your streak! go barb!
I love the Foo. And that's an awesome song to run to.
I don't think the suit is icky; give it a chance; it's not its fault it's purple.
ah, the foo rock. that song is awesome. it goes both ways :)!! i like to yell out, "Hell No" during the chorus. when i run, i get the best of me! later.
awesome job on the run barb!!!!!
and as for speedos, i haven't seen ONE that looks stylish. they're all kinda pukey in my opinion...so embrace it's purple pukiness!
I thought of you as I was stepping into my plain, navy blue speedo this morning, chica.
that thing is fuuuuugly.
but yeah. my body has been a dumpster for sugar lately as well. stupid stress eating...
Can't judge a book by its cover! At least it doesn't have FOAM BRA CUPS.....
Maybe you could bleach it. LOL You will still look great in it!
awwe purple was my sorority color! Don't bash! I find I look smashing in purple lipstick, or at least I used to ;)
I am sure the suit will look great on you!
That TOTALLY reminds me of a Bill Cosby sweater!!! Hilarious!!
As they say... a pictures is worth a thousand words. Why don't you tell us how you really feel? ;) It's really not that bad. But if you hate it that much maybe you can OOSG can trade. He doesn't seem too thrilled with his suit, either.
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