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I've Got Running Shorts...Because I am a Runner...or Something

Helllooo Friday.

I have had a total lack of motivation when it comes to thinking of something to blog about.  

I woke up, probably one of the crabbiest people alive today, but went to the gym ran 2.5 miles and did kickboxing--so now I am feeling pretty good.   The house needs some cleaning and the laundry needs to be done, but I'll get to that in a few.  

Oh ya.  So to keep myself motivated, I went and got myself some seriously ugly running shorts.  It's what all of the other runner wear, so I wanted to be cool like them.  So here they are.  My running shorts.  I suppose that makes me a runner.  Okay maybe not.  If I can stick to running past the first of the year, I will consider myself a runner.  Until then, I am just the out-of-shape girl struggling down the street in some really sweet shorts.  

Ian is off having man fun today.  Shooting and ATV riding.  The last time this happened he came home with a torn ACL among other things (which he has yet to have surgery on).  Too much man fun in one day results in injury.  We shall see...

Tonight we are going to go get some Mexican food then hit up the soccer game since we got free tickets.  Neither of us are soccer fans, but we thought it might be cool to check it out.  Haley will be with us, so that could get interesting.  I will probably just throw her in the mobi carrier or something, she loves that and will typically fall asleep in it no matter how loud it is.  

I am not sure what the weekend holds.  I will probably take two days off from the gym and running as my body is starting to tell me to slow down a bit.  Plus I've got basketball Monday night, so I don't want to be worthless for that.  

Erg.  IMy kidlet is fighting her nap, so I suppose I should go attend to her, then clean and do laundry...and maybe even shower at some point.  

Until next time...
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