Today was productive. I got out and about to take pictures of the neighborhood for Smart Girls. It got up to 30 F today, and the sun came out to melt some of the snow. It was nice. I wore a hoodie and hat, and felt slightly too warm. Next week we’re getting more snow. The bruise on my hip/leg is huge. It only hurts when I lay on that side when sleeping. It goes from mid thigh to the side of my butt. I hope it fades quickly.
I need to go to the grocery store. Tomorrow would be good, but I know me, and that won’t happen. I try to never drive on weekends, because it’s when all the farmers and Iowans come here to shop, and crash into the locals. Monday, then. If I go after my run in the morning, I can usually get in and out while it’s pretty empty. When I went to the gym this morning at 5 AM, one of the weight lifting guys started talking to me. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. I didn’t bring my iPhone, so I had nothing with which to respond to him. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes, and signed in ASL that I can’t speak.
I don’t think he knew what I signed, but I think he understood that I wasn’t ignoring him. I got on the treadmill and started running. They sit at the front of the room about a foot back from the mirrors. So I could see him in them, and watched him lift for a while. He’s Indian, and pretty fit, but not bulky with muscle. He caught me watching, and I smiled and looked away. I didn’t look again after that. I was thinking to myself how glad I am he can’t read my mind, because I was totally checking him out when he caught me. Inside I was laughing. Then I forgot about him and focused on my music.
I ran on the new treadmill, and I love it. It has a cushioned deck, and lots of features that allow you to program hills and stuff. I don’t use any of them, but I still think they were cool. I don’t even run on an incline. I’m not coordinated enough to run and adjust the settings at the same time. I tried to jump up and land on the skids alongside the belt once. It was a disaster. I have to turn it off and walk until it stops, then get off. I’m such a dork. I hope he’s there tomorrow.