There are three things that I can't take because my heart rate gets too high.
The first is horror movies. I guess it all goes back to my dad loving Stephen King. Books, movies... whatever. All I remember is the music from IT and I'm done for the day. Bed time. Nightmares. Not fun.
Next is a bad Horoscope. Today is an off day, so I decided to check my horoscope to see what mood I'll be in tomorrow. It reads as follows:
Saturday, September 22, 2012 - Your friends and family may be hard to read today, leaving you uncertain about their place in your current plans. Unfortunately, your ideas might not be as crystal clear as you thought, creating problems you haven't yet considered. Don't blame your lack of confidence on anyone else or you will just drift farther away from your real goals. Accepting responsibility for your attitude now inspires you to do something about it.
I don't even want to talk about it... Moving on...
...To night runs.
Three days ago, I ran 4 miles in 50 minutes. That's 12:50 min/mile (silent victory vibration). It was great! Refreshing, goal-hitting, WHATSUPYO great. But I ran on Farragut's Greenbelt, it's similar to the Greenway in Murfreesboro. Outdoorsy, not very well lit, but paved so that at night you are more sure footed than if you were running a trail.
Night running is terrifying!!
At first, when the sun starts going down, you think to yourself, "Man, God is good! This is so pretty! Who knew that periwinkle and orange sorbet went together so well... oh that's where Clemson got their colors.. I get it now..."
But then. It all goes black.
And that's when you run into spider-webs. That's when leaves feel like the spiders. And when your blood pressure skyrockets because you're afraid you're going to decapitate yourself with a tree branch.
This brings me to my last point, which is that I need a dog. Two real reasons:
- Night running might not be so scary with a pooch
- I would totally get all the dudes
- I could participate in this
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