I Think I Just Sold My Soul For Some Water?

Hello! How’s it going? This morning I was up bright and early for some long running miles. I got a little crazy with the sunblock but it’s probably for the best…

While I was getting ready Vegas was about to jump on the hamper and I grabbed my phone for a picture because it was open (which it never is) and I thought he was going to fall in. That is cat comedy gold!

Nope. He caught himself on the edge. Which was smart. But then he decided to gingerly step into the hamper and relax. While moving around he knocked the lid down.

He’s probably still in there wondering what the heck is going on! That’s why he gets for barfing in the middle of the night all the time and waking up at 4am for me to refill his food dish even though it still has food. I hope he understands my justification for leaving him in there and doesn’t do those things again.

Then, I had to pick out a new pair of ProCompression socks. I love the colors!!!

The run was rough because I was having some stomach issues. I felt like I had to burp for some reason? But I couldn’t burp I just felt like I had a bubble in my chest. Does this make any sense?

Anyway. I walked whenever I felt like I needed to burp. Wait. Why am I sharing this? I don’t know. It was just a weird thing that never happened to me when I was running before.

Since it was a long run in hot weather I refilled my water bottle twice.  I still ran out of water… luckily I came upon a huge booth covered in signs that said “Free Drinks”.

I’m not making this up.

There were people around a random CVS parking lot with signs that said “Free Drinks” to encourage people to come by the booth set up behind them.

I’ve always been taught to politely accept candy from strangers (and help men in vans find their lost puppies) so I figured it was legit and walked up to the booth for some free liquids.

I scored a water and then got into a conversation with one of the booth workers and that’s when I realized I had just exchanged my soul for a bottle of water.

Okay, technically the booth was organized by a new local church that is trying to get people to come to one of their church services. And technically my soul will happily be returned to Heaven when I’m done here on this lil ol’ planet so the joke’s on them. Boom. My soul is already spoken for by Jesus. I can’t wait to trade this water for wine up there…

Then, I got home and ate all the watermelon. Seriously. It’s all gone now. All of it.

Marathon Training Week 7 No Bueno

Sunday – 10 miles in San Jose

Monday – 3 miles and 21 Day Fix

Tuesday – Rest day where I freaked out & 21 Day Fix

Wednesday – 10 miles

Thursday – Rest day

Friday – 5 miles and 21 Day Fix

Saturday – 19 miles with a lot of walking

 

In other Monican news I had a doctor appointment yesterday. It was just the usual physical plus blood work to check on my thyroid. I have had hypothyroid for years now and am on medication for it. I’ve tried different supplements and diet changes to help how I feel and my levels. It’s doing okay, but I want to keep track of it and continue to work on my diet and natural supplements to help it.

And then I drank wine. That helps with hypothyroid I think? Or at least it helps with stress, which is super bad for you. It’s science.

 

Question: Would you stop at a random booth that said “Free Drinks”?

I did.

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