Stupid idea or the greatest adventure a girl will ever have?

I saw Thanks for Smoking tonight - I had a popcorn and sprinkled sour cream & onion powder on top of it - stupidest idea I've ever had. It was disgusting.

Anyway, I was driving home at about 9pm, feeling gross from that sc & o popcorn and also thinking about how I am supposed to run 6 miles this weekend and how insanely hot it would be the next day. I figured I would probably have to get up at 6 just so I wouldn't get heatstricken (struck by heat). But I wasn't tired, and I didn't want to go to sleep.

Then I had the best (or maybe stupidest) idea of my life - "I should do it right now!!"

I'd already ran today, but I felt okay, and I decided just to go for it.

So I put on a white shirt (reflection, right?) and figured out what would be 6 miles on the google pedometer and went! It was dark, but I ran along the sidewalks on 101 - so pretty safe.

At 1 mile I was thinking "I love running" and at 5.5 miles I was thinking "so help me, I'm never running again." I had that thought a split second before I wiped out (there is now a super sweet knee hole in my running capris)

Speaking of which, to blatantly steal from Jodi, today's metric: number of times I fell on the side of the road: 3 (the first time it was because a car flashed it's lights at me and I jumped into a hole that I couldn't see - it hurt my ankle, but fortunately didn't sprain it for I was a good 3 miles from home...)



I was hesitant to post about this because I just know that I'm going to get a chastizing email from my mom about the dangers of running in the pitch dark by myself.


I love you, Mom and Dad! Muffin says hi!