Thursday, March 28, 2013

Distracting Myself While Training for a 5K at 51 years old.

Warm up for 5.
Run for 5.
Walk for 2.
Run for 4.
Walk for 2.
Run for ......

This hurts.  Think of something else.

Color.

Yellow.
That daffodil is yellow.
The slow sign is yellow.
I am slow.
Pick another color.
Red.
Angela's coat is red.
Angela's coat is waaaaay ahead of me.
The stop sign is red.
I would like to stop.
STOP IT.

"Walk"

Jesus.
Thank.
God.
Just.
In.
Time.
I can.
Start to.
breathe again.
Three syllables.
Oooooh, FOUR!
Nice recov....

"Run"

Shit.
Green.
My favorite color.
The grass is green.
That street sign is green.
U Street.
U Street is green.
What about "Me Street."
I'm funny.
And modest.

Dammit.  Uphill.
Uphill.
The road is
black.
My thoughts are
black.
My lungs
feel black.
"Me" Street is
probably black.
Stop it.
Think positive.
Shut up, Pollyanna.
No
YOU SHUT UP,
Negative
Thought
Beeyotch.

puffpuffpuff.

My lungs are pink.
That tree is pink.
I love spring.

I am dying.

Purple.
My face is
purple.

More uphill?
Are you kidding?

Angela's
red coat is
half way up
the hill.

Please, please ding.

Nonono
nonoIcan't
takeonemorest....

"Cool Down"

"WALK!"

"See.
you.
to.
mor.
row"