The Tales of a Sun Burnt Runner

"The heavy beat of her sneakers slamming against the pavement failed to weaken the thundering thoughts that invaded her mind. Her lungs threatened to explode and the blood ferociously pumped a steady rhythm as it rushed to her head. Her muscles began to ache, pleading to go no further. The heat rose throughout her body and sweat glistened every inch of her skin. But still she ran, ignoring all the screaming signs from her brain."

See the problem isn't that I don't have enough topics to talk about - the problem is that I don't know what topic to cover next. :-/

I just went for a run. I love running! Most of the time it doesn't clear my head but makes me think more. Like today it gave a million topics to write about - most of which I have forgotten - so I want to stop running and start writing. But by the time I get back to the house and catch my breath I forgot what it was I wanted to write. Same thing happens when I'm in the shower.

I use to run all the time, now it's just sparingly. I miss running. I miss running my stress away, I miss being outside everyday. I miss escaping my thoughts by pushing my body until it screams for me to stop and my lungs threaten to explode from my chest. I miss chasing down a ball, I miss proving that I can last even when my body is screaming that I can’t, I miss the thrill, I miss the runners high.

Now my bones ache and my muscles scream before I’ve even reached the half hour mark. Now my body betrays me and I’ve felt pain that I don’t remember. But I still love running. I’m hoping to build my endurance up again, I’m hoping to tone up and lose the extra baggage. It’s gonna be a long road and having to leave town for work and Longwood and not having a gym to use when it’s cold or raining is only gonna make it worse.

I remember Stephme and had created a workout routine that didn’t last long. We would get up early and run, or do the video when we finally bought it. It started out great but then school got in the way. Exercise was the first to go after endless all nighters. And for a heavy snacker this is not ok. But too late now.

Also today was a beeeauutiful day! So after my shower I thought it would be a most excellent idea to go outside and lay in the sun for a little while and read a book. I was right it was great!! However I fell asleep. And for a norwegian who is neon white and CAN'T tan (no matter what my dad claims) this is NOT GREAT!!!! Now I am sun burnt on one side of my left leg and a very small portion on my right leg. :-/
And after my dad laughed at me he told me that next time I need to lay the other way to even it out and before long I'll have a nice even tan. Obviously 20 years of never having a 'real' tan is not enough evidence for him to believe that I can tan. (I say 'real' tan because my skin does get a shade darker, I've had the hair-tie tan lines to prove it, however showing my friend she replied with "thats NOT a tan, thats going from neon white to pasty!!" )

To sum up – I love running – I suck at running – I’m gonna start running again. … hopefully. :-D - sunburns suck - I can't tan.

Welcome to Existance

well I've finally done it (again). I've created another blog - one that I hope to actually write in.

So I guess in my first blog there's the customary answer to the "who am I?" question and to be honest I have no idea. :-P

I mean, I know I'm not perfect and I don't pretend to be. My hair is usually a mess, my clothes don't always match, I spill things a lot, I'm clumsy, I'm a picky eater, I mess up songs and I'm a terrible singer, I can't spell to save my life, I love purple, I'm a slacker. I like to write, I love to read, I like to run and play sports (but I'm not very good at any), my room is a mess and I usually don't bother making my bed, I love adventure and I'd try anything once (some times 3 or 4 times because I forgot what it was like and because I'm a firm believer in second chances), I like to travel ... I have many interests and likes and a LOT of dislikes. I have amazing friends, I have a wonderful family, my life is a chaotic mess of uncertainty, and I love it.