|Pippi says, "Yo. 'Sup peeps?"|
Yesterday I had another horrible treadmill run attempt. My left ankle and hip were screaming. I tried to push through, hoping the pain would just go away, but tripping and flying off the treadmill is a huge fear of mine. While "flying" may sound like fun, I've done that kind of flying before and it's totally not fun at all.
Today I'm going to try to run outside, but my fear of the dark and getting hit by cars and chased by wild animals is on high alert. I haven't gotten a headlamp yet and I don't own anything reflective and it's been getting dark a little after 5pm these days. This brings me to my next subject...money. I've added a crapload (that's disgusting talk for a whole lot) of new items to the shop. Go! Buy! So I can afford a headlamp :) Because if I get mauled by a killer armadillo, I'm holding you responsible. (No, not really but I will be pretty pissed off at having another medical bill).
Seriously, the Noodle Huggers have become a necessary part of my workout. I actually blame my bad run yesterday on the fact that I forgot to pack a headband and, therefore, my hair was everywhere and sweat kept dripping down my forehead.
Here's a peak at the new ones:
Another new development in the brain of Emily (it's a seriously scary place): Since Netflix has run out of episodes of Mad Men for now, and Make it or Break it is on a break, I had to find a new show to become addicted to. I've landed on Nip Tuck. It's so awesomely disturbing. Everyone on the show is so messed up. I love it. I mean, check out some of the show photos.
What shows are you addicted to?
Am I the only one who thinks armadillos are both awesome and scary and still I want one for a pet?