Runfession Coffee Date
Oh, hi there! Recently I’ve been doing regular Friday Coffee dates. For today’s coffee date I’ll be joining Marcia and her faithful Runfessions crew. I’ve got a couple to share… although maybe they’re more like “gym-fessions.” The other day I was headed to the gym for my “long cardio.” Because I’m simultaneously healing up my ankle and training for a 50K- two things that might not normally go together- I’ve been doing long cardio workouts in place of long runs. This day was a planned 90 minute session, alternating between the stairmaster and treadmill. As I shared in my post about morning routines, it was a day where I dropped my daughter off at school and headed straight for the gym. Halfway there I suddenly thought, “Where are my headphones? Where are my headphones??? WHERE. ARE. MY. HEADPHONES?????” I was sure I brought them with me, but I couldn’t find them anywhere. I was in such a panic, I thought I was going to crash the car. Can you IMAGINE showing up to the gym for a 90 minute workout on the cardio machines without headphones? I runfess that instead of heading to the gym, I went back home. My mind was racing. Maybe I dropped them? Maybe I can find some old headphones? Maybe someone else has headphones I can borrow? I was in my driveway when I looked down and saw… MY HEADPHONES, on the floor of the car. The case is dark and they blended right in. Crisis averted. Yesterday was another gym day. My husband was sleeping late (it’s his spring break) and because I didn’t want to disturb him, I took my work clothes out of the closet in the dark and packed them up for the gym. I dropped my daughter off, went to the gym, did my workout… so far, so good. After a quick rinse, I went to get dressed and, EW. What is that musty smell? It was my work pants! Wait- I thought I solved that smelly laundry problem (an added splash of vinegar to each load has left everything smelling fresh as a daisy!) But these work pants had a very old, stale smell. Remember, I was at the gym, so it wasn’t like I could go find other pants to wear. I was stuck with them. Sigh. I was halfway through my work day (a day which was accompanied by a vague, musty odor, which I was fervently hoping no one could specifically identify as coming from me) when I realized…. these are the wrong pants. These are my old work pants, and why they were even hanging in my closet in the first place is a mystery. I guess I was saving them for an emergency? I can’t imagine an emergency so dire that I would wear those pants on purpose. You guys, it’s been a week. I love spring break and having everyone home, but it will be good to get back in a regular routine, where I won’t lose my headphones and wear smelly pants to work. What would you tell me over coffee? Do you have anything to runfess? Wuld you get on the stairmaster without anything to listen to? – Shudder.