29 April 2010

Eleven Into Fifty Minus Three Equals EIGHT

Crap. I'm not accomplishing very much. Or, not very much on my list anyway.

I have actually started item #4: running. I started on Easter Sunday, and have been out there two weekday mornings (at 6:30 thank you very much) and one weekend day (accompanied by small child thank you very much) each week since then - until Monday, that is. On Monday, I had failure:



The track, which has one of those synthetic surfaces, was COVERED with worms. Alive and moving, happy to be out in the drizzle. I went once around, and decided that I really didn't need to be out there avoiding worms in the rain, so I bailed. The high school track team probably squished them all later, but I haven't been back yet to see. Maybe tomorrow.

15 comments:

FreshHell said...

Ew, poor worms. I admire your moxie though. I don't think I could ever run unless I was chased.

I remember one night when Red was a baby and went through her colic phase. In order to shut her up one night, we went for a drive down dark country roads. I turned onto one lane only to discover that it was completely covered with frogs. They were commuting - I think - from one pond or stream to another and this lane was their highway. The noise was deafening and after squishing a couple under my tires, I made a tight U-turn and went back home. I was already traumatized by a squalling newborn and now I'd killed umpteen million little frogs!

Mental P Mama said...

Rain soaked worms make me vomit. Really.

Bibliomama said...

Both my sense of smell and my gross-out metre have been heightened by two pregnancies. I used to love going outside after a rain, and now sometimes I have to breathe through my mouth because it smells...wormy.

I tried running a couple years ago. I liked it more than I thought I would, but my knee didn't -- it still creaks when I climb stairs from that three-month period. I'm back to walking. It's enjoyable. But slow.

Stimey said...

Good for you!!!

I would have bailed because of the worms too. Blech.

InTheFastLane said...

did it look like the track was alive?? I think I have done workouts on tracks like that. I call them "worm killers"

Cold Spaghetti said...

GO YOU!

Worms is a perfectly good reason to avoid a high school track. So is avoiding the mortifying experience of being seen in track shorts by Brian Freedman, the ultra-cute head of the debate team. Just in case you need another reason.

mayberry said...

I am in the same boat except substitute "lake flies" for worms. They are slow, dumb, non-stinging, and non-biting, but they swarm. And drone. I can't stand to be outside AT ALL.

ozma said...

Our track gets covered in geese and goose poop. But worms--Yeah, that would be superhuman to run over worms.

slouchy said...

yuck.

Kyla said...

Blech! KayTar would have loved it, though. Every morning she goes on a worm hunt before school, because they are still out in the dawn, but it gets too hot later in the day and they all hide...or die.

Julia said...

Worms are a safety hazard. You're excused.

slow panic said...

running is one of those things i keep meaning to do and don't.....

and yes, i agree that you are excused due to the worms. to hard to miss them and to squishy and sad when you stomp on them.

flutter said...

you're kind of a badass.

Very Mary said...

The worms do that same thing in the parking lot where I work. It makes me sad to think of all the worms I'm squishing as I drive over them with my big tires.

Peculiar Whimsy said...

I would have hurled on my shoes. EEK!