Over the past few weeks, I compiled a list of all the unobvious reasons being injured and unable to run bites the big one. Sorry guys, some of these may seem girly to you.
- I am not allowed to wear high heels
- The arrow on my Bitterness-O-Meter has moved from “funny” to “scary”
- I have plan around (rather than plug into) training schedules to see my running buddies
- No good excuse to drink Gatorade (unless red-wine hangovers count)
- Painful massages (those two words should never be strung together)
- Am momentarily at a loss for words when asked, “What’s up?”
- All those cute strappy sandals in my closet going unused
- Glaring absence of Strut (Strut being: gut knowledge that I rock, which comes after an especially tough workout)
- My butt is bigger than it was a month ago, even though I have given up dessert and cheese. And more recently, wine.
- Insomnia, Anxiety and Distractability are all worse than usual
- Growing concern I am losing my mind, evidenced most recently by my agreeing to go to Oxford, MS for a business event on my own dime
- Can’t handle the guilt heaped upon me by my six unworn pairs of high heels
- Can’t figure out how to feel as pretty and sexy as I feel when I’m completely flowing in a race or workout. Have tried new haircuts, new makeup, and new jewelry. It’s just not the same when the beauty is applied from without, rather than self-generated
Pigtails Flying 
Running makes me feel taller
i completely agree that nothing makes me feel as beautiful as when i’m feeling really awesome while running. i feel more sexy in running clothes than anything else i own!
by the way, i’ve been reading your blog for quite awhile but never thought to comment until now, and i really enjoy it! i hope your month without running flies by and you’re back on the roads before you know it.
Hey Audrey, thank you!
I, however, can think of a few articles of clothing that make me feel sexier than my running togs…