This is what it sounds like in my head when I go for a run.
00:13 Jesus Christ it smells like cow shit.
00:42 I’ve still got goosebumps. I knew I should have worn running tights.
00:57 That was smart of me to leave my hair down. At least my neck is warm.
06:23 Oh my God, it’s only been six minutes?
08:11 Wow, she looks badass. I’m glad she’s going the other way.
12:10 I am FLYING. Look at me run! I am awesome. I should race another triathlon. (turn up music)
13:34 (see a woman in running capris standing by the fence, starting her watch, starting her run) That woman looks like she could pace me. I’ll follow her for a while.
13:55 Maybe not. I’m on her heels. Poor thing. Should I pass her? I don’t want to make her feel bad. God, I’m hot. I need to put my hair up. (pull the elastic off my wrist, make a pony tail. pat hair. it’s lumpy.)
14:15 Wait, is she making time on me? How is she pulling away? She’s probably on the track team. Even though she looks like she’s a mom. With grown kids.
14:42 I still feel awesome. I’ll run to campus instead of stopping at 15 minutes.
15:12 well, maybe just to the top of this hill
15:23 maybe just halfway up the hill
16:00 I’m gonna turn around. That’ll be 32 minutes instead of 30. That will rock.
16:12 Whoa! Look at that guy’s white legs! Amy would like him – pasty white Englishman. What is up with those black knee socks? Is that a rugby uniform? Wow, he’s fast.
16:27 I should tweet about all the white legs out today. “Lots of pasty legs on the trail today – all the runners have peeled off their tights for the warm weather.”
No, that’s crap.
“All the runners have peeled off their tights – lots of pasty legs on the trail today.”
God, that sucks too.
Maybe I should write a blog post instead, about the stupid ticker in my head, that won’t ever, ever shut off.
17:14 Let’s see, I’ll start with the cow shit. Then the goosebumps not even a minute into the run. Should I include all the time I spent composing tweets about the assault of manure stench? Then the morale-killer of seeing I had only been running 6 minutes… (all the way through to “stupid running ticker in my head, that won’t ever, ever shut off.”)
24:02 My God, I’m not done with this run yet?
24:07 I wonder what it sounds like in Jessica’s head when she runs.
24:20 Come on K’naan. Get me through this (turn up music. sing along.)
25:24 Well, that song took a whole minute.
25:30 (run through blog post in my head a few more times)
28:53 I could stop now. I haven’t run since Christmas. 29 minutes is good.
No, 32 minutes. I turned around at 16, I can do the full 32.
I only set out for 30. I don’t have to do the full 32. I could just do 30.
29:43 Just get up the hill. Just get up the hill and see what time it is.
29:50 Silence in my head.
31:20 40 more seconds. Just 40 more seconds.
32:00 Thank God that’s done. (pant gasp)
33:30 (Start the coffee. Pull out the green composition book.)
Now what was I thinking?
I finally set up a Facebook page for Butterfly Mind. I hope you like it.