Runfessions: July

Ok, where is the summer going so fast? Can you believe August is right around the corner? The end of the month means it's time to runfess. This month, I've got some gems. The runfessional is open and I'm looking for absolution. Let's get right to it.

Earlier this month, I had a surprisingly satisfying 8 mile run in the heat and humidity. Where did that come from? I don't know but I runfess that the night before I ran I had a hot dog and an ice cream bar for dinner. I never eat hot dogs but we were at my son's rugby tournament, I was starving, and there was a limited menu at the concession stand. Now I wonder if all that nutrition stuff we runners worry about is for naught.

Speaking of dogs, Cocoa loves to hang around me when I'm outside doing yoga or practicing my handstands. You may recall some of her poses seeming to imitate mine. She also often walks in front of the camera while I'm taking my selfies. While practicing my handstand a few weeks ago, I runfess that I may have asked her to move out of the way. She did, but not before stopping to water the grass. Or maybe that's what she thought I was doing...

Kicking up into handstand. I swear. 

Cocoa isn't the only photobomber at our house. While I was waiting for Holly to finish at RnR Chicago last weekend, I runfess that I may have photobombed a group or 2 who were posing for post-race photos. Is that wrong?

The day after my rheumatologist injected my knees with a steroid, I went to my first-ever bootcamp at the CrossFit box where I train. I was feeling pretty good and excited to try something new. At the beginning of the class, we were told to get all our equipment together and to set up our rowers. During the EMOM, I headed to "my" rower only to see that a guy in our class was rowing on it. I silently cursed him and sat on the rower next to him. I had to adjust the foot straps to get my shoes on the pads. The rower wouldn't turn on. While I struggled with the rower, everyone else finished rowing and was moving on to the next activity. Coach Sammy Jo saw my frustration and came over to help me. I runfess that out of the blue I exclaimed: "WTF, he took my rower!". Only I didn't use the abbreviation. And I may have growled.

As an ambassador for Zooma, I've been promoting the Great Lakes race. I was playing with the perspective filter on my photo to try to bring the logo on the shirt into better view. This is what I got. I runfess that this photo made me laugh way harder than I should have. This photo even got a laugh out of my not-a-morning-person youngest son. Never grow up.

What do you have to runfess? Have you ever photobombed anyone?  Has your dog ever photobombed you? What's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten as a pre-long run meal? Do you like to have fun with filters?

I'm linking my Runfessions up with Marcia--she is in charge of the Runfessional! I'm also linking up with the Friday Five aka Running on Happy and Fairytales and Fitness.

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