So, even though springtime in Boston is a little more
The Day After Tomorrow type apocalyptic snow covered wasteland wintery than one might like, it’s a fact that summer is right around the corner. Aka bathing suit season.
Ughh jogging. Perhaps some people are lucky in the sense doing some toning work is all they need to stay fit, but I need the cardio aspect to actually lose weight. Over the winter I managed to get on the treadmill a hand-full of times.
And by a hand-full of times I mean it never happened. Well, it happened once but I was jogging so slowly I’m not sure it counts. I could have walked at that speed to be honest. The thing with jogging- besides the inherent agony- is that I am not a pretty jogger.
I sweat profusely from every pore of my body. I get ridiculously ugly when I run. My face turns neon red, sometimes purple, my hair gets drenched from full on head sweat and my face must wear a ghastly expression judging from the way people grimace when I
shuffle whiz by them. Oh and this transformation takes all of a half mile, running at a 10 minute pace, to complete.
To all of you who manage to stay pretty while running: How??? Is there a secret I don’t know about? A breathing technique? A mind trick – Jedi or otherwise?
One time last summer while I was on a run, I literally had a woman ask me if I was ok as I jogged in place next to her waiting for the light to turn green. Yes, yes, I’m fine. Nothing to see here folks but a perfectly normal person out for a jog who just happens to be a color you have never before seen in nature. Nooo biggie.