See Megan Run...

Today was one of those days where I wasn't physically tired. I felt like my body could have ran and ran and ran...but I was mentally bored. I should have taken the opportunity to run outside because it turned out to be an amazingly beautiful day, but I wasn't planning on that. SO, I just got up headed to the gym as per a normal Saturday morning.

I was glad to start out the run knowing that I only had to run 12 miles. I always thinking of my treadmill running in increments, and knowing I just had two 6 mile bouts was music to my lil' ears. I was hoping for an amazing movie pick for the cardio cinema and wasn't too jazzed when, Daddy Daycare, was the movie of choice. Not too much of an attention grabber, if you ask me.
Nonetheless, I soldiered through. It really wasn't too bad. I had uploaded some of Britney's newest hits to my ipod, which made for some energetic bursts. I'm sure the people around me think I have some form of A.D.D. because I'm constantly going from watching the movie, to listening to my music, to mouthing the words to the music (the answer is, yes, i really do that), to mouthing to myself motivational words (and that)...whatever gets you through right? (Sidenote: I'd love to see a printout of my inner-monologue from my runs. I have no doubt it's HIGHLY entertaining.)

Upon finishing up I noticed that the girl on the treadmill next too me had an all too familiar setup. Same steady pace, bag of oranges, sweatshirt covering all timers, and not to leave out the fact that she'd been running the entire time I had. I knew instantly we were birds of a feather. After all, not many other people bring workout snacks. I'm not usually one to strike up a convo with randoms, but I had to. Turns out she's training for the Boston Marathon in April, and was knocking out 20 treadmill filled miles today. GOO! I was glad it was her and not me at that point. (Remeber, I was done.) Long story short, this girl and I were basically running soul-mates. I love new gym bff's!!