I need a private treadmill.

Did my first run/ walk/ scream/ almost die but actually kill over mile today!!!

anddd....

All i have to say is, why the hell would anyone do this for fun?

I"m exhausted. I now have a head ache, and i think i grind my teeth when i run because my jaw fucking kills now. Oh and P.S, i slipped on wet grass. Don't ask me why i was running in someones yard.

Do i feel thinner? Yes, so thin that i could pound a Big Mac and large fries and not feel guilty about it. Some people say, "I run so i can clear my head and think..." Well all i could think about it how dry my mouth was and how running makes me have to pee. At one point i counted every step i took and after 164 i lost count and i was even more furious because my house was still no where in site..

I need a treadmill. 

I need to be able to people watch from my window and watch Sponge Boob whenever I feel like it.. <-- haha Sponge Boob.. ill leave that spelling error.

 I used to run track when i was little and not only was able to run a mile in well time, but I didn't complain, AND i did it under Arizona's beating sun. I miss my 12 year old body. I can say that because back then i had muscular legs, a mini six pack, and no boobs. Today i have normal-ish legs, a normal belly, and no boobs. 

I'm tired of growing up. 

I'm tired of feeling like my 24 yr old little body aint little enough and i'm EXTREMELY tired of running around my neighborhood looking like a fool. Plus someone told me i run funny, You know who YOU are. 

(insert) *middle finger*

:) hahaaa jk.

Anyway, i'm going to melt away in my bath tub now, read my book and later, dance to Frank Sinatra's New York, New York.

This is what i thought running would be like:

This is how it actually was...