Today, as you know, I bring you Thankful Things Thursday. I have nothing pithy to say to kick this off, so let’s just bang it out.
That’s what she said.
I’m thankful my knee isn’t hurting today. I did a TRX class at the gym last night, which probably wasn’t necessary, but it was a short class and my dear gym friend CJ was going, so I really wanted to be there. Anyway. I didn’t go crazy during the class, more because I’m super awkward with the TRX than because I was intentionally taking it easy, but whatever. I’m being very cautious, but I was happy to wake up today without any pain.
I’m thankful I was productive last night. You know those things that sit on your To Do list for, um, months? Last night I crossed a few of those tedious little buggers off the list. That’s a good feeling, my friends.
I’m thankful that I dressed like a total a-hole for my run this morning and my friends didn’t judge me. Or if they did, it was silent judgment, or they waited until I was out of earshot to bash my poor fashion choices.
I wanted to wear my compression socks because my legs felt tight. Then I couldn’t not match my top, right? And the only clean sports bra I had was my turquoise one. And I slept in braids, so I just kept them in. Fashion disaster or badass runner style?
I think I have to go with fashion disaster.
Sweaty fashion disaster.
I’m thankful for runner friends! We had a big ol’ group out taking over the Bridle Path in Central Park this morning. I would like to refer to this trusty team as the A.M. Sweat Squad, unless anyone objects.
Luckily there was a photographer lingering in the park, ready to snap our photo.
And by that I mean perhaps my handsome friend happened to be out breaking a sweat of his own, and because I asked politely, he took our picture.
I also took this action shot. Maybe Brightroom wants to hire me?
I ran 6 miles, per Coach Cane’s plan. It felt harder than it should have. We were cruising around a 9:00 pace (I think — my watch was being spastic, probably blinded by all the hot pink), and my body was working hard to maintain it. I’m definitely in need of a rest day tomorrow before attempting to cover 18 miles (!!!) on Saturday.
I’m thankful for the guy who yelled “Hey Pinky! I’d hit that! Come here!” as I ran toward the park this morning. Because clearly he is my classy future husband. Mr. Construction Man, if you’re reading this, let’s get dinner tonight, mmk? Maybe you take me out for some steak? Let me know what time I should meet you. I’ll bring my own A1 sauce.
I’m thankful for my favorite dress. Seriously, best purchase of my life. I never get sick of wearing this bad boy.
It used to be a “today is a special day/I have a big meeting/I’m trying to impress someone” dress, but now it’s an everyday dress.
I’m thankful Fairway is open in my neighborhood. It’s so lovely. The Granny Smith apples I snatched up the other day are so crispy and wonderful.
I’m thankful it’s been an amazing summer. Really, it has. I know it’s not over and I don’t need to get all reflective yet, but I have loved the summer of 2011.
I’m thankful I’m taking a racing break. I was getting really burnt out after running a handful of disappointing races. It’s been so nice to take a step back, regain perspective and just run because I love it, not because I feel like I have to. Sure, I’m training for the biggest race of my life right now, but I’m definitely enjoying not having to pin a bib on my shirt every Saturday or Sunday morning in an attempt to PR. Or win. Or something. I love going out for my long runs on my own terms and it’s been a very welcome break.
I do not make running look easy. Probably because I don’t think running is easy.
I’m thankful I just remembered that I haven’t watered my nice little houseplant in about a week. Oops. It’s probably dead. But now that I’ve written this out, maybe someone can remind me around 8 pm that I need to feed that little sucker. Or at least try to resuscitate it…
I’m thankful I haven’t gotten my Con Edison bill yet this month. Because I know when it arrives, I’m going to have a panic attack. I haven’t exactly been frugal with my air conditioning this month. The bill is not going to be pretty.
I’m thankful people can be so nice. I love nice people. I loathe nasty people.
I’m thankful for pasta. More specifically, my mom’s stuffed shells.
I’m thankful for Lady Gaga being a guest judge on “So You Think You Can Dance” last night. She was kind of awesome.
I’m thankful there’s a work event happening at 5 today which means I will leave the office right at 5.
I’m thankful for puppies.
I’m thankful for Celine Dion. SHE IS A GENIUS. And I may or may not be debating making my way to Las Vegas in December to run the Rock N Roll Half Marathon and see her show. I just think that sounds like an awesome plan. I know I’m not the only one thinking about it.
OK. Time to take off my little blogging cap (Really, I wear a cap when I write these posts. It has sequins on it. And pop-up jazz hands.) and get to work.
YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO: Tell me what you’re thankful for today!