I’m sitting at work humming along to this.

In prepartion for this. I love the beach boys. I love Brian Wilson in all of his crazy glory. He created music that will be played at the last supper during the end of the world. I was born in the wrong decade. The fact that John Cusack is playing the elder Brian Wilson is even more perfect. I hope this is good.

Last week’s snowpocolypse really cramped my style. I made it 20 miles of the 30 I was supposed to do. But this really strange sense of peace settled over me last week. I don’t want to beat myself up or feed the trolls that live in my head so I’m going to be thankful that I was able to get in those 20 miles in the midst of the largest winter storm Kentucky has seen in a decade. All of that treadmill running must have done a number on me because during an easy 5 miles on the treadmill Tuesday afternoon I started feeling some stabbing pains in my right knee. I immediately stopped running, tried to stretch out and began walking. I could see that my right knee was swelling a tiny bit and it FELT swollen. So I called it a night and took 800 mg of vitamin i and gave myself the next day off. I just manged to complete 5 miles outside in the parking lots of work and felt fabulous. I will chalk it up to going from exclusively running on asphalt to exclusively running on a treadmill. Dr google tells me that treadmills can irritate runner’s knee and my knees have absolutely been a point of contention in the past. On another note I was running the treadmill miles in the higher heel stack height glycerin 12’s. I’m going to go ahead and relegate those to “unable to wear for running”. I’m just so happy that my 5 miles today went smoothly and even better– were outside. It’s 30 degrees, sunny with no wind today, so basically it’s summer. Come on spring, come on spring!

Remember when I said I ordered that pair of saucony’s during snow madness a few posts back? Well. I lied. I also ordered a pair of saucony shorts, a tank top, a half zip and some tights. I sent the shoes back. I kept the apparel. I purchased some saucony shorts and a tank from an outlet in Florida last year and have absolutely loved them. Especially the tank. I’m picky about tank tops. I really like saucony apparel, I like the fabric they use and the fit of the medium size always consistently fits me. I love my lululemon but after cleaning out my reusable shopping bags I wondered to myself if my love had gone too far… $$$. 🙂

Anyway. I’d like to actively recommend this pullover. I wore it today and loved it. The fabric was VERY warm for a 30 degree run. I was warm before I even got out the door as soon as I put it on. It’s got a little usb chargable clip on light on the sleeve that provides a constant beam of light or a flashing beam for running after dark. The slanted hip zippered pocket was the perfect size for my iphone 5c INSIDE of an otter box (this part is always important to me). The only thing I’d like to see is a cord guidance hole inside of the zipper pocket. I’m not sure if maybe I could create one myself, I may try. Otherwise. It’s beautiful. Saucony isn’t paying me to tell you this and it’s on clearance just about everywhere right now! 🙂 I forsee this being an excellent topper with shorts for those early spring runs when the air still has a bite to it. I bought the purple and blue version and am strongly considering the green as well as soon as Lent is over (more on that below). The picture is a link if you’re so inclined to click through to the saucony site. 🙂 I’m pretty much in love with the other gear I got as well and will write more about that later!

saucony pullover

 

So I’m a practicing Catholic. I haven’t been a good Catholic for a number of years. I freely admit that I went back to church when I found out I was pregnant with Lydia specifically because I wanted to have her baptized. God and I have had many arguments in the past. We still do. There are times when I don’t agree with the things that the priests tell me are major tennants of my religion, but many times God and I are able to reconcile these differences on the side. The long and the short of it is this– I believe there’s a God, I believe that I speak with God best during running and mass and I believe that religion and spirituality are deeply personal, internal things that should be handled inside oneself. So there you go. That’s probably the most you will hear me talk about this except… there’s lent. OH lent. That lovely time of year when we get our ashes to church and get ashes rubbed on our foreheads to remind us all that we’re going to die and return to ashes. It’s so chipper right? Ugh. Then for 40 days we (Catholics, but hey, you might choose to torture yourself for fun too) fast, abstain from meat on Fridays and give something that we really really really love up because the pope hates us and wants us to be miserable human beings. I kid. Mostly. Catholic guilt. Anyway. This is a really good read including some insight from papa Francis about the giving up of this year. I really liked it. Especially this part: “I distrust a charity that costs nothing and does not hurt.” I think this is a new life mantra for me. So many times it feels like charity is something I do to gain likes on facebook. I’m just being honest. Laying it all bare. It shouldn’t be like that. It should hurt. In the best way. So this year for Lent I gave up discretionary spending for myself. I’ve already caught myself circumventing this by spending on Lydia instead– justifying in my head, well it’s for the baby. Last night I slipped up and bought into a coop group on facebook for a really ugly shirt on facebook. So ugly shirt, party of this gal right here! I know I made the right choice because this is hurting… a lot. The idea is to save some of the money I would blow needlessly on myself and turn it into a charitable donation of some sort. Let’s just say I’ve found out a lot about myself in the past few weeks. Shewwww, okay that’s the most religion talk you’ll get out of me. MOVING on.

Songs I’ve found that I like running to lately; the only time it’s acceptable to admit you listen to Mr. Worldwide.

Remember this one! OH man, was this the jam circa 1999 or what!

Finally– shout out to my wannabe punk rock days! 🙂

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