So… my first fall was pretty traumatic, but when I finished the run (50 minutes, 5.08 miles, 9’50” pace) I realized how lucky I was. I was wearing layers so my knees only got bruised/ slightly skinned (no blood). I only got 2 small holes in my pants, and a BIG hole in my glove. I didn’t break/ strain/ pull/ tear any bones/ muscles. I wore my contacts & cheap sunglass, so my “good” frames didn’t go flying off and get ruined. I didn’t land on my cellphone OR my GPS watch… As bad as my pride was hurt… I’m glad I got my first running fall over with. Now all I can do is hope it doesn’t happen again for a loooooooong time. Oh… and the only thing that convinced me to finish that run was The Bollox followed by Nirvana, Cake, Trapt, Dropkick Murphy’s, and the other rockin tunes that made my playlist that day. Annoyance in the Gym I should preface this rant by clarifying something- When I say “gym” I mean the “fitness center” at my apartment complex. It’s pretty basic, a nautilus machine, 2 treadmills, stationary bike, elliptical, and a few medicine balls… I dislike January at the gym. There are always a ton of people getting their NY Resolutions in. It’s a total bother. I know that makes me sound like a total gym rat, but so be it. In general it bugs me when there are too many people in the gym. I always feel like I have to rush through my routine, or hurry to claim my favorite treadmill. Not to mention the enclosed space with all those (potential) virus/ common cold/ flu carriers. *shudder* I go to the gym everyday at the same time, and it always messes up my flow when there are to many other people there… I think it’s partly because I feel like people are wicked judgey. I don’t particularly want to know if that guy is staring at my ass in a good way.. or a bad way. Yesterday… the lady who cleans the “fitness center” in my apt complex talked to me for (at least) 30 minutes while I was trying to get my workout in. I got to hear half her life story, why she hates working for the apt complex, and got admonished for not having children yet. All I wanted to do was workout. Seriously… unless it’s an emergency, don’t talk to me until I stop doing whatever I was doing. If I had lost count of my reps one more time I might have screamed! I mean, she’s a nice lady, and probably just wanted someone to talk to…but DAMMIT, I’m not the kind of person who tells someone to leave them alone. Then she cleaned the treadmill belt as I was getting on it. REALLY. One more thing… I really dislike people who listen to music w/o headphones while they’re working out, while other people ar in the gym. It’s rude. I don’t want to hear whatever kind of crap music motivates you, just like I’m sure you don’t want to hear the crap I listen to. Invest in a pair of headphones. Or listen to me heavy footing the treadmill and deep breathing during my yoga & stretching. I ALWAYS put my headphones in when someone else is working out. If you need an extra pair I have one… Eeeh, (kinda) sorry if that rant was snarky. -Hey Waitress!!