Nothing like social media to get you up off your ass. Yeah. I said it.
I hopped on Twitter in the hopes of someone holding me accountable for once. Ya know, calling me out if I didn’t get out there. I was pretty sure I just wasn’t going to run, and I suppose I was trying to embarrass myself for the next time. I treat myself so well. 😉
Instead I got a ton of motivation that caused me to want to run. Oh, social media, you do have a good side after all.
I had a few more tweets trickle in after I took these screen shots, so I seriously want to thank YOU ALL for helping me today. I’m not always this big of a sap, and I’m never this way over some random tweets… but thank you.
Now let’s get back to my normal un-sappy self, shall we? I ran 2.5 miles before running a few sprints between mailboxes. Ouch. I cried. Or my eyeballs were sweating. Or something.
No, but seriously. That’s salt water dripping down my face. I am a really, really salty sweater. haha. I don’t know why or what that means, but after I run I could literally season a slab of meat. That’s disgusting, right? I’ve seen Ryne do this once in a while, but I feel like it happens to me more often. My sweat will dry as freaking table salt all over my face. Nasty. Give it to me straight doc, am I weird? I’m relying on y’all to research this for me. Or just tell me if you have the same thing going on. Also, file this under “things you didn’t care to know about me”.
Aaaaand I better go to bed before my face crashes into this computer…