Color Me Fit…

I want to present to you a very FAIR image of my comprehensive health plan: Though, I AM actually making a VERY concerted effort to get “in shape” (whatever that really means) for a bestie’s wedding in early fall, I am in no means an athletic guru. I have the “Norts” and matching tank-tops… but really, what I am is a gym class poser. I want to tell you that I love to work out, that I love the feeling of my lungs aching for breath and the sticky, slimy sweat rolling down the back of my knees…. But hear me. I DO NOT. I just don’t. I like having a gym membership. I like going to the classes (like… whenever they fit into my schedule and I don’t somehow talk myself out of it, kind of way). I like buying running clothes to look cute in, while not running. I like the head/hair -band-thing that I feel like I can wear to Target or Trader Joes and feel like I fit in with the worker-outers, who shop there (after their actual workouts). But, on a very basic level, I enjoy the AFTER I workout part. I enjoy the “Thank my running shoes, it’s over” part. I enjoy the after-workout shower. The after-workout meal. The AFTER-WORKOUT ACCOMPLISHMENT.

And so, all of this leads me to telling you very colorful news: I am going to run participate in my very first RACE run.

Now, to be fair, I have “run” before. I can jog (I am extremely proud of this capability, even if it’s only to my mailbox, to the trash can, or to the loo). I am ABLE and I fully intend to employ all the motivators IMAGINABLE to accomplish this feat.

For instance, I will, with great seriousness, meditate on Hebrews 12:1

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses (inevitably, REAL runners), let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles (in my case this might be sloth-like behavior). And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us…

OR

1 Corinthians 9:24

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize (usually, the long distance marathon runner)? Run in such a way (as in the whole way..?) as to get the prize (like I might receive a prize, at all… perhaps, I should consider fro-yo as a post-race prize).

I might also go buy a brand new water bottle, running attire, and deodorant. One in my situation might also consider using this (very true) opportunity to tell handsome, tall, adorable men  people that “I’m training for a race that benefits children…” I’ve always wanted to be able to say that, because I unnecessarily admire those people who ACTUALLY do that…

I’ll be running this little number with a bestie… She’s one of my best besties and therefore her being able to get to me to “run” anything is really a testament to her unique besti”ness”. Other besties will be upset that I said “yes” to this roomie bestie, but I’m working in doing things “book (and photo, for that matter) worthy” and this seemed to fit.

*Note to other besties: I will now (more fully) consider other “runs,” promise.

Wish me respiratory luck…

Gigi

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