Well, today was day two of my life as a road runner. (Oh how I miss my easy elliptical machine at the gym!) There is something liberating about…okay who am I kidding. Running still sucks. A lot. And if you’re like me you have the double-whammy. What better experience is there then huffing and puffing and dragging your fat butt all over Orange County then doing it in with airborne allergies.
I had to buy a freaking fanny pack to hold my Puffs Plus. Yes, I am one of THOSE women. The best part? in an attempt to save my ego I decided to go to REI and buy it from there. Oh my gosh you have to go look at them. They are all HUUUUGE. There were two that were bigger then my purse and my purse can hold a full size three ring binder. I couldn’t bring myself to buy one of those obviously.
And I really wanted one with a water bottle thing, something to hold snacks, a swiss army knife, a small flint and some matches in case I need to start a fire…and then I remembered why I don’t shop at REI. I never need this shit (CZ does not camp–see aforementioned comment about horrible airborne allergies). But that’s what happens to me at REI. I suddenly want things like a camp stove and snow shoes and rapelling harnesses. Oddly enough it’s like my Target problem but more expensive.
I was lucky this time, I was able to make it out of the store alive and with only my one little Jansport “waist pack.” The good news? It was the lightest one that could fit my phone, etc. It was also the cheapest one. The bad news? I’m fat and I’m running on the street, which sucks and if that’s not bad enough I’m doing it with a fanny pack. Really is it even POSSIBLE to live that down?
For the love of pete, tell me I’m not the only one!