I feel like a BAD ASS.  That was a good run.

I turned back into the city streets from the highway on 28th street today and since no one was on the streets (it’s freezing and it’s early on a Saturday… duh..) I did a little window shopping as i ran past a bunch of my favorite little boutiques.  I eyed an awesome shirt at Free People.

There’s some sort of outdoor market thing going on on 23rd street.  They had like 10 tables set up and were selling porcelain Jesus and Mary statues, burritos, and slushys.  Not sure what was going on over there… looked like they were about to party pretty hard though.

Anyway… WEATHER: It’s really not that bad outside.  The wind is at 8 MPH and its sunny so i almost tricked myself to believing I was in Barcelona and running in shirts by the beach.  Then I noticed how i couldn’t feel my fingers at ALL which reminded me I was in NY.

I tried running with my eyes closed for a little bit just to make things interesting.  Then I had a vision of what could potentially happen as a result of this experiment and I stopped.

I saw some woman dancing/running today on the WSH (West Side Highway).  She had this whole routine she was into… flailing her arms all over the place like a moron on a mission.

My only thought was… Why?

I’m the antithesis of Crunch Gym.  I’m all about judgment.

By the way, I would really like to know how exactly Crunch backs up their promise of “No judgments”?  I was a member of that gym for a brief moment in time and I don’t remember ever going through an interview process that ensured I was “non-judging”.  I mean… I KNOW me.  I’m totally judging.  Just like you.  Everyone is.  Hate to burst the bubble but we are wired this way as humans.  Anyway judging and being judged makes us better people because we don’t want to look dumb and be judged.

Conclusion:  Judgment is awesome.  Crunch is full of shit.

I’m just wondering… in general… why we try so hard to hide some of the things that naturally, innately are part of our nature.  We put lots of energy into that.  hmmmm…. This energy can be used for something fun like.. making a sandwich.

I’m not even saying that I’m not guilty of this myself.  I package things in a pretty, socially acceptable format just like all of us (sometimes).

Anyway… I saw a heard of people taking pictures of the Intrepid today.  YAY! Lets celebrate the hardware we use to kill foreign soldiers.  It looks so pretty.  Let’s post it on Facebook and eat a hot dog.

Side note: My husband is giving me a foot massage as i type this.  We’re listening to some old U2.  Perfect moment.

I switched from Isan to Immor today.  There are some exceptions to my “running to music with no words” rule.  My favorite Immor song is called Chemical Feelings.  Thanks for fueling my run Casey – can’t wait to hear the new stuff…

Amit and I are working on a secret little project and we are about to embark on a little mission at some diner right by the foot of the Brooklyn Bridge.  How elusive and mysterious is that??  Bet you’re wondering what we’re up to.  Bet you’re DYING to know.  Bet I’m talking to no one right now because no one reads this.