treadmill is good therapy. much better than banging your head against a wall. or burying it under a blanket. join track again? huh. "those who suffer together endure long-lasting friendships." ~our quote~ heh.
i didn't think i could run anything after all those months of summer. track must've done more than i thought. strange. i still have that lil track anklet joanne started and i finished. maybe it's symbolic in a way. and then again, maybe it's not. maybe everyone is still wearing it. or maybe that's symbolic, too. pffft. right.
i forgot how good it feels to take a deep breath after what seemed like an eternity of shallow ones. and how good it feels to step outta a humid bathroom into the hallway after a shower. ahh. and i forgot this woozy, disconnected feeling you get after exercise, like your body's not really attatched to you, and all your limbs are sorta floating around without joints. only it used to be i felt like that after a real track workout, not a little run on the treadmill. woozy..."watch the floor as you retreated..."
dashboard comes into my head at the most random times. i dunno how to explain it. "feel a little anxious sometimes...something something something" who am i kidding? i'm no real fan. i don't even know one of their songs from another. how can i go to a concert and sing along heartfelt-edly. especially since that isn't even a word. pfft.
that kid at work today was a sanity-saver. he grinned at me. twice. and all i had to do was give him a balloon. he had a beautiful grin. what a heartbreaker. there's nothing nicer than a sweet child. he grinned. twice. i love little kids. heh, i remember when i was playing with jen's lil bro and cousin, and we were singing and dancing and wearing funny hats and everything in jen's room while she was talking on the phone with someone. and then she walks into the room in the middle of my little routine. on the phone. while i'm belting it out at the top of my lungs. how humiliating.
maybe i will join track again. except for that lil part about running in the heat and humidity. if you ignored the sharp pain in your lungs, running in the cold wasn't so bad. you weren't sweating like crazy. i feel really weird. this exercise thing really is something.
~G2~