Forgot to stretch!

All I remember is my alarm going off and then all of a sudden I was a mile and a half away from my house on a run with my calf seizing in the most annoying muscle spasm I’ve ever experienced. It was 5:30am and I had slept well. I tend to bounce out of bed and start the day very quickly. It started in high school when it used to drive me crazy when my alarm would go off and then leave whatever song was playing on the radio at that moment in my head the entire day. Since then I just always made it a point to turn off the clock radio before the second chord is struck. Funny thing is that it still doesn’t keep the song out of my head. For some strange reason, I guess I would’ve been really good on “Name that tune!” I can name virtually any song in one note. I’m sure it’s just the instrumentation that I recognize. Oh well…leave it to the musician’s ear to have a song playing in her head all day. I usually just have to sing a chorus or two of jingle bells to over-ride it.

Oh yeah…my darn calf. How was I ever going to make it home? It was one of my favorite legs too. That happened to my hamstring once. It kept getting worse and worse. It even hurt to sit sometimes not to even mention how badly it compromised my splits and kicks! Yeah…you may think “what would a 30 something woman need with her splits and kicks?” Well…nothing really but it makes for a really great conversation piece at the country club when I’m acting all prim and proper and then when someone says something pretentious and stupid, I pick my leg up over my head and say “Yeah! But can you do this?” It usually changes the subject quite nicely.

The moral of this story is that I need to stretch better… okay…at all! I tried skipping. I bet that looked really cool! A grown woman skipping down the road…I decided that I may as well whistle too while I was at it. The fact is that I have this impulsive “forget to stretch” attitude about everything. I do it with my speech too. Before I even warm up my thoughts, I blurt out just about anything that comes to my head. An older guy at the gym was sort of hitting on me one day and I said, “I think it’s really great that you work out so much. I wish we could’ve gotten our father to do what you do.” The look on his face was one of shock. Sometimes I think guys must think that they are much younger than they are. Oh well. I don’t think he’ll be hitting on me again any time soon so in that case, the quick mouth action had the best result.

I think I’m going to try to take a little more time preparing for things for a couple weeks. Stretching, thinking, etc…Maybe it will give me better results in the dating area…or at the very least, I’ll have even more time to think of something really worth the disgust of the poor old guy who tries!