Well, I am officially 22 today. I think after 21, it quits being exciting and you just feel kind of old. I decided to make myself a birthday breakfast from this recipe for custard oats. They were surprisingly good and creamy. I ate half and saved half for later in the day because they were that filling. I highly recommend them. The only thing I didn't like was that they took a while to cook, and I am impatient when it comes to breakfast.
My back is feeling quite a bit better today (only minor pain when bending over to pick something up), so I decided to hop back onto the workout wagon. I was originally going to go to the gym and bike, but I came home to a package from my mom, and inside were new Nike running clothes!!! I look like a walking Nike advertisement, I have so much of their stuff, but it's just awesome. I can't stop myself.
I "suited up" (<---anyone watch "How I Met Your Mother"?) and took off on a 2.6 mile run. I had planned to run a little farther, but cut it short due to some pain. I think my back being crooked is affecting the rest of my body's posture when hitting the pavement. Good thing I am going to the chiropractor on Friday.
Forgive the picture quality. I can't seem to get a decent picture in this dimly-lit apartment without using flash (and we all know how well flash works with mirrors). When I move out of here, I am getting a place that has so much natural light, I'll have to wear sunglasses inside. Seriously.
The tights also have a fancy-pants reflective stripe down the side and one of those handy butt pockets for your keys and such. Love it.
According to my RunKeeper, I have run 99 miles since I got these shoes. Give or take a little (two 5k races plus some un-recorded runs). I think you are supposed to get new ones around 300 miles? That's good, because right now I need new regular shoes for walking to class, etc. since my current ones have a hole in them as of yesterday.
Off to shower.