Little Miss Runner Pants: buh-errrr-errrr.

i ran outside yesterday. in our "heat wave" of 45 degrees.

man its been a long time since i've run outside.

i started from my apartment and headed out to a teeny tiny little loop across the street from my complex.

in my head, i was going to do four loops. i had no idea how far that'd make my run... not far, i knew that much.. but four seemed like a nice reasonable number, so off i went.

sometime during my second loop i noticed a car full of boys pull into the lot. i'm not entirely sure what they were doing (obviously. i was focused. kept my head straight. didn't stare) but of course i did glance over enough to determine if they were cute or not.

they were.

at that point my shins were screaming at me, my thighs were feeling every step, and i thought maybe it'd be a good idea to turn around and run my last two laps the other way. counter-clockwise.

and what a fine idea it was. one third of the way around a very cute not married boy seemingly my age was walking towards me. with a couple dogs in tow.

so i picked it up a bit. smiling and nodding a -- hi there. i'm not at all flirting with you. i'm running. i'm a runner. don't mind me, i just think your dogs are cute and in no way does the fact that you're walking in the opposite direction of me affect my previous running plan. -- nod.

at this point... i was definitely feeling it. it was getting cold, i wanted more than anything to walk a bit, but i heard a whistle (and lets be honest. as un-PC as it might be.. who doesn't love being whistled at?!!!) and knew there was no way i'd be stopping to walk.

not long after, i noticed guy with dog walking back towards the complex so, naturally, i ditched my fourth loop to run back too.

oooh. wonder where he lives?!

unfortunately for all parties involved, he turned into his building. i figured it might be a little weird if i followed him in, so i turned down to mine, stretched out a bit, and called it a day.

chasing after boys on my weekly run...

*sigh*

some things never change.

..... damn if i don't look forward to training season!

Comments

Hehehe, whatever gets you out the door! Now you just have to conveniently go running during his dog walking time every day. Unless that would make you stalkerish...

PS I don't understand how you have 45 degree temps three hours away from here, where it is 1 (one!) single degree here. But 45 would turn the snow into muddy slush, so I think I am okay with that.

Posted by: Danielle in Iowa | February 7, 2007 11:46 AM

Chasing boys is fun!

I love the new header!

Posted by: Laurie | February 7, 2007 11:50 AM

Rowrr. Go get'em Tigress!

Posted by: Wes | February 7, 2007 12:09 PM

Stalker. ;)

Posted by: Flatman | February 7, 2007 12:34 PM

totally something i would do to...but probably trip or blow a snotrocket! love your enthusiasm for the boys!

Posted by: Kim | February 7, 2007 12:53 PM

Damn, 90 days isn't THAT long.

My training partner knows just HOW married I am. We were at a triathlon and he nudged me and said, "Check that out."

I looked and replied, "Yeah, awesome bike, but there's no way I could afford something like that."

At which point he looked at me dumbly, shook his head, and said, "Did you even see the girl?"

My response. "Which girl?"

Posted by: Iron Pol | February 7, 2007 1:28 PM

I love your ability to check out the ring status of a guy while running. WELL DONE!

Posted by: Audrey | February 7, 2007 2:20 PM

Isn't that the first scene in the movie "Hannibal Rising"?
;)

Posted by: Patrick | February 7, 2007 2:42 PM

Of course the only thing that gets a girls attention more than a dog is a baby. Army boy's gots competition now huh?

Posted by: Andy | February 7, 2007 3:33 PM

I mean you have to do something while you are training. :)

Posted by: walchka | February 7, 2007 3:53 PM

Wow! I am surprised that the boys were not chasing you. ;)

Posted by: Denise "Firefly" | February 7, 2007 4:28 PM

You know, when I go running with coach T, I hear all kinds of whistles. By myself, I get nuthin'

Wonder why.

Posted by: greyhound | February 7, 2007 4:57 PM

hee hee.

Posted by: Juls | February 7, 2007 10:44 PM

Chasing people, following them, or I mean observing them officer....helps make runs eaiser. I would trade your 45 degrees for the single digits we have here in Michigan. I look like a masked bank robber when I run outside.

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Posted by: Al Durham | February 8, 2007 9:33 AM

LOOOOOOOOOVE CHASING BOYS!!!!!!!!!

Posted by: JustJunebug | February 8, 2007 9:37 AM

running in the cold separates the "men from the boys"! just think of the head start you'll have!

Posted by: eddie | February 8, 2007 9:43 AM

hmm, interesting post. Just because no ring doesn't mean they aren't married. I always run and especially races without my band. I have had it slip off during runs and so I do not wear it while running.

Hopefully the dog guy takes up running and chases you more.

Posted by: Kurt | February 8, 2007 11:56 AM

Motivation can come in all kinds of packages!

Posted by: ali | February 8, 2007 1:16 PM

Sounds like a good run! Very motivating!!

Posted by: Teacherwoman | February 8, 2007 9:35 PM

Glad to hear that boys aren't the only ones who do that...

Posted by: The Rover | February 8, 2007 10:36 PM

oooh whistling! nice work! and love the red makeover.

Posted by: jeanne | February 9, 2007 10:31 PM

Chasing boys is always fun...but if things go awry, make sure you can at least run faster than them!! :)

Posted by: RunningJayhawk | February 10, 2007 6:57 PM