Watch out for that...bomb proof trash can!

It's been awhile since I've last written - mostly because there hasn't been much excitement on th running front out here in good ole NYC. I've been keeping it to mainly short distances lately, trying to get mentally prepared for the training that is just a few weeks from beginning...Crazy!

On a semi funny note (but not so funny at the time) - I went for a run the other day in the park. Just another 4 mile jaunt - nothing too fast, it was hot but I felt pretty good. Typically, on the way back to the apartment we run by the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Outside the Museum there is a large area of cobble stone, and then a flat area of "side walk' by the road, which I always opt to run on.

So...I'm running feeling good, I'm almost done woo woo - then BAM...I slam into one of those bomb proof (literally...bomb proof) giant green NYC trash barrels. The barrels that I run around almost EVERY day.

At first I was in shock, then yelled some profanity and added "Massachusetts doesn't have giant trash barrels to run around..." started to cry...then immediately decided the only way to fix how I felt was to SPRINT back to the apartment. I ran the fastest I've run in months - all the way back to Apt 5A.

Hopefully that was the last time I'll ever run into a bomb proof trash barrel here in NYC. I am now left with a nasty bruise on my arm - kind of looks like I have a boyfriend who beats me or something...I've definitely gotten some looks over the past few days but its too hot to wear sleeves...so I'll keep it exposed for now - nice right?