I think it started about last week. When I had the best run ever. (Prior to that, I had taken a few days off because I was too sick to run.) Anyway, my best run ever was just the best run. Ever.
I had runner's high after that. I never had that before. And, boy, did I feel great all day long. Seriously. A three-mile run in the morning left me feeling great. My body, mind, and spirit were on such a high all day. (I won't even ruin the mood by telling you about the ultra-crappy six-mile run I had on Saturday night because that's a downer. And I'm trying my hardest to tell myself it was a fluke.)
Anyway, from reading about running I learned of a new-to-me thing: running skirts. Seriously? I can run in a skirt? Sign me up! I'm not much of a shorts-person, but I am a skirt-person. Even in 95+ degree weather with Maryland humidity, I'm sporting capris (or a skirt). I own one pair of bermudas, and only wear them about once a summer. They just aren't me.
I had been running in some "knee pants," but I started sweating in some very weird places, and decided to look for other options. After all, I do have my first 5K coming up in less than two weeks. And I can't be all nasty and gross in public.
The top skirt is a running skirt similar to one I picked up at Target yesterday. I can't say I'm loving it. It might be a teensy bit too big and those little panty-legs are riding up and thus, giving me a wedgie. Luckily I'm just running on the treadmill in my house, so no one has to watch me do the wedgie shuffle.
The bottom skirt is one that I ordered online, but have not yet received. It, too, has built-in panties, but not boy-cut style panties. Regular-panty panties.
I can't believe I've used the word "panties" so many times today. I hope I don't attract any creeps.
(Oh, and in other running news, I have runner's toe. Blech. I thought it was from stubbing my toe while wearing my cute pink ballet slippers ...)