"May I have your attention please"

This is the sentence [repeated twice] Peanut greeted me with this morning.  Yep, you got it, the first two lines to "The Real Slim Shady" by Eminem.

am I an awesome mom or what?  Seriously, how many other 9 year old girls are this cultured.   ".... we're gonna have a problem here ..."

I'll save you the drama but let's just say today's forecasted "rest" day - not a chance.  Even though I so very much want to dish as to [the other reason] why.  I will take the happier high road and say . . . it is cloudy.  in Arizona.  today.

yippee!

i am running. [wait for it...... wait for it.......]

outside. 

soooooo off to school  my little slim shady went.  I scurried to gather my [OUTSIDE] running gear.  Did I mention it's been 6 weeks since I ran outside?  [ya, and that run - was 2 miles].  So I've logged in 6 miles outside in 3 months.  I know.  I know.  Don't be a hater.  Don't be jealous.

Garmin watch battery - dead.
ipod arm sleeve - missing in [non] action
ipod nano battery - yay.  dead too.
[maybe it IS supposed to be a "rest" day]  HA!  Not optional.  Not today.

juiced up the Garmin for 20 minutes.

found a new, never used case for my iphone [loved that "lose yourself" was set to play next].

laced up the shoes.  and I was off.

Learned:
* why the case was new/never used [only 2 miles in] - an iphone on my arm feels like carrying a five pound weight in my right hand. yuck.
* 15 mph wind makes for a very tough run for a treadmill girl.  I'm thinking the fan at my backside should be moved to my face - that'll make it all equal right?! ;)
* that I am very sadly a much better runner when I am angry.  This probably should be properly addressed at some point.  For day, I'm loving the numbers on my over priced Garmin.
* That two owner-less black labs had a thing for my bum.  I'm sure this is just their way of showing me love or making me feel like one of their own [gross].  I'm feeling a little violated.  Not to mention embarrassed that I totally wigged out [arms flailing - the whole bit] when a school bus drove by at that exact moment.
* that stopping to do hill repeats in a gated community = a drive-by & smallish chat by the local policia.

That I feel much better.  I'll take the 5.02 miles in 37: 49 [not including the hill repeats{time or distance} or the chat with the man in uniform].  What was "lost" has been found.  I'll look for my brain later.

***  Please remember to do this before tomorrow, if you haven't already! ***