Confessions

I hate running.
There....I said it, I admit it.
It's tedious.
It's painful.
This mile NEvEr ends!!
Blast this frigid January air!
Blast the ice covered roads.
I can hardly breathe!
This. Is. So. Boring.
Will this torture never end!
I can hardly breathe!
I've decided to give it up....yep.
No turning back.
It's here for all to see.
Wait.....
It's this stinking treadmill!!
Oh, shoot me now! I've got to get off this thing!

Oh glorious, crisp January air!
Nothing but me, the pavement, my tunes and the breathtaking snow covered mountains.
Hills! You glorious, painful hills!
You don't scare me! I conquer you each time!
I've broken off this very brief relationship with the treadmill.
These icy roads don't scare me....I relish our time together!
This is right.....this is exhilirating!
Back where I belong!
I LOVE RUNNING! I AM FREE (of the treadmill, that is).
Bring it Ogden Marathon....we have a date!
And I will conquer you again....as I've done in years past.
It's a new dawn.
It's a new day.
It's a new life.
And I'm feelin'......Goooood!

I am addicted to sugar.
I admit it.
Blast this sweet, sweet ice cream.....