Danielle Runs

• This TV show on ABC Family with two moms.
• This blog with accidental penises.
• This clip of Russel Brand not letting people casually objectify him.
• These humans, because reasons.
• The fact that this is a thing.
• I am still alive.

boyswanna-be-her:

And they’re like

“You’re a legitimately good human being with intrinsic value”

Damn right

I’m a legitimately good human being with intrinsic value

I could teach you

But lessons gained through your own life’s tribulations are more likely to cement within the subconscious mind and therefore manifest in your actions with other human beings

Op.

Today’s run recap comes in 3 parts:

1. I ran out towards the cemetery and visited my grandpa. I took my Around the Bay chip timer off my shoe and left it with him. That man was one of my favourite people; and the source of my dreamy blue ocean eyes. He never got to hear any of my running stories. That man. I am smiling at the thought of seeing him on his chair, an open Reader’s Digest on his lap and a Jay’s game on TV.
2. At approximately mile 5-6, a kitten began to tailgate me. He looked very much like this. I was out in the country and got worried he would become roadkill, so I walked with him all the way back into town. He didn’t like being picked up but very much enjoyed the inconvenience of weaving between my legs and under my feet. I brought him to my dad who fed him. He’s a bit of a cat whisperer. My dad, though. Look at him. While I was out doing the rest of my miles, the minister from the church next to our house saw him and offered to take him. I’m so glad that little jerk found himself a home.
3. My last 5 miles were impossibly slow. I’m giving myself a little credit because at no point did I intend on bailing on the run. I was committed to 11 miles, no matter how awful and terrible they felt. My knees feel really creaky. My back hurts. My shoulders are sore. But I did 11 miles. Plus one walking cat mile. 

Now, as promised to myself, an afternoon of Ender’s Game and pantslessness - well earned.

I’ll go QWOP 11 miles.

I’m really not happy about it. Like at all.

I don’t want to say that there is a positive correlation between productivity and not having technology at my fingertips every second. I don’t want to say that. But I almost finished a book I started yesterday and I got to bed at a reasonable hour and I woke up and ran scheduled miles and actually did work at work today. But still. Not the point. 

Also I feel like this:

A blogger with no phone or laptop is like a pioneer woman without her giant wheelbarrow or bonnet. I’m sure that’s how the saying goes.

1. Went to get a burrito
2. Truck was broken into
3. New phone stolen
4. Breach of privacy feels
5. Someone in my personal space
6. Then I remembered I also had my Macbook in the truck
7. Which is also gone now