Running Chick

In a funk, that is. Because I'm not running. Tomorrow will be one week. Runners. I see them everywhere. On my trails. On my roads. On my route. Running like I should be. Where I should be. I find myself gazing at them longingly. Jealousy. What am I doing? Moping. Riding my bike. Lifting weights. Trying not to eat like a sumo wrestler because I don't end up looking like a sumo wrestler. I'm testing out a new saddle for the bike. The other one was causing some serious discomfort to my lady parts. The first ride in the tester was promising, lady parts were happier. We'll see what happens tomorrow. Started wearing the running shoes with the orthotics all the time. Maybe it'll help. Podiatrist has me taking another supplement called Bromelain. It's some pineapple extract thing that's supposed to help with inflammation and pain. Whatver. Appleton is 24 days away. I don't know if I'm running.