Crunchy ‘Nanas

Last night I made a pact. A pact sealed in Google Talk virtual blood. An agreement that can’t be broken. Or, at least not until I go in and delete the chat text evidence. Hmmm…but, I would never do that. Besides, even if I delete mine, the other bond-ee still has a copy. We share a lot, but passwords aren’t among the goods.

The basis of the pact is simple. We are, among many other things, virtual exercise buddies. Virtual because our dancing hearts and sweating limbs are separated by over 5,000 miles of ocean, mountains, desert and plains. But, it’s more of a check in and support each other agreement. Neither of us has the will, nor the desire, nor the fancy wireless equipment to keep each other company via PDAs during exercise hour. Besides the absurdness of using communications equipment while exercising (yes, I’ve seen it done, silly people), I can’t imagine trying to agree an exercise hour across California and England time zones. (Hey buddy, it’s 1:30 in the morning your time. Get on the elliptical machine with me, okay?)

I told my buddy that I would run 3 miles today. I ran 2. So only a slight change of plans. (Drum roll for excuses, please.) I woke up and it was so foggy that I opted for the safe route, the route that doesn’t have me running on any roads without sidewalks. That route happens to be my “Minster shortie”. 2 miles. So that’s what I did. If it makes up for it, I came home and did some extensive yoga poses. Like savasana, balasana and virasana. Don’t scoff. While maybe not the most physically demanding (though they are harder than they look!), trying living in my mind. And then try quieting it. (What am I going to blog about today that doesn’t have the word Ozomatli in it?….No, find your quiet….Man, dad’s doing the dishes before I had a chance to get in there…think of your mantra, tree, tree, tree….I hope traffic’s not bad tonight, must print out directions….concentrate….I wonder how close I’ll get to the front tonight….QUIET!) Now that’s a work out.

But, don’t worry there’s more to come. The dancing shoes (which happen to be old running shoes in my case because I’m classy like that) are packed and ready to hit the floor and boogie in London. I better eat lots of bananas today. It’s gonna be a wild night!

Today’s run

Distance: 2 miles
Time: 17:59
Pace: 8:59 min/mile

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