Runner's high, the pink cheetah skirt, and an inside out sweatshirt

First of all, I'll be honest and admit that I use the term "runner" very loosely.  However, I like that word better than "jogger" or "slow walker."  And one day in the not too distant future "runner" will be the correct word again!  So, call it running or walking like a grandma, regardless I have been experiencing the runner's high.  I know this because every run/walk I go on involves me daydreaming about where I should do my 10th marathon.

After a while my mind drifts to what I will look like running in this marathon and an image of Bo Derek in 10 comes to mind... except I am shorter, my hair is not in cornrows, I'm wearing a pink cheetah running skirt instead of a tan bathing suit, and I'm not on the beach.  I am however running and feeling great, so they're kind of related.  In a very ADD kind of way.

At some point when I get home - it can be as soon as when I get in the shower or the next day when I'm walking stiffly from the TEENY little bit of running I did the day before - I remind myself that there is nothing wrong with baby steps.  I need to conquer the 5k, and then I'll get back to planning that 10th marathon.  That's how I feel right now, post run/walk, post shower.  Catch me tomorrow when I'm finishing my run/walk, and I'll probably be trying to decide between New York and somewhere crazy like London.  Yay for the runner's high!

Completely unrelated but makes me laugh.  I wore my sweatshirt inside out in public today.  The way I discovered it was inside out?  I couldn't figure out why the small stain that should have been on the bottom wasn't there.  Then it dawned on me that it was because I had the frigging thing on inside out and had worn it INTO SCHOOL that way.  When I become that runner girl with the pink cheetah skirt, I'll make sure that I never wear it inside out (see how I tied that all together?).  Awesome.