September Runfessions!
While I’m baffled and alarmed that it’s already the LAST FRIDAY OF SEPTEMBER (WHAT???), that does mean I’m joining Marcia for her monthly Runfessions! Let’s just see what I might have to runfess and confess this time… First of all, I’ll runfess that it’s “Angry Running Season” here in Florida. Summer is what it is- it’s hot everywhere. But by late September everyone else is talking about the chill in the air and leaves changing colors. Here, it’s hot, muggy… and rainy. I think it’s rained every day this month, and when it rains here in September, instead of cooling things down it somehow makes everything even more muggy and steamy. It’s a TERRIBLE month for running! As much as I want to complain about the dark mornings, I’ll runfess that it’s the only “comfortable” time of day to run. The one thing we do right in Florida, though, is AC. You will never be hot inside! As a matter of fact, it’s usually so cold you need a sweatshirt. The place I appreciate the icy cold AC the most is the gym. I’ve been there several times this week. I’ll runfess that I haven’t run since Saturday. I wanted to give my cranky hamstring a good rest, so I’ve been walking and getting on the Stairmaster. I’ve also had two lower body strength days this week! But I runfess that I continue to neglect my upper body… sigh. I just can’t seem to make myself care. Lastly, I’ll confess that I really made my life harder by getting a third cat! Kittens are… rambunctious. The other day my daughter asked where the cats were. I answered “Well, Muffin is in the living room, and Foxy-” we suddenly heard a crash from another room- “er, wherever that crash came from is where Foxy is.” He is into EVERYTHING. I know he’ll settle down as he gets older, but right now… sheesh. Meanwhile, Muffin is completely better except that she still can’t meow! I feel like we need to give her some sort of tool, like a horn to honk so she can let us know when she needs something. Because she can’t talk, we’ve been referring to her as “Harpo.” This of course makes Charlotte “Groucho” and I guess Foxy is “Zeppo”? Do you have any silly nicknames for your pets?- I frequently refer to Foxy as “Mr. Fox” or “Baby”, since he’s the baby of our family. Give me a good reason to work on my upper body strength (I need motivation!) Do NOT tell me about your weather! – I refuse to listen.