As of late, I’ve been making purchases that make me feel much more like a “real” runner. And not just a faker. (OK I know that’s silly … anyone who runs is a real runner. But you know what I mean. If you’re a runner.) A few weeks ago I purchased (and used!) my first stick of Body Glide. And today, these items were delivered:
The items I’m referring to are the things on the right. Not the cat. She’s been around for awhile. Clearly. Look at how comfortable she is. Obviously not new to the place.
Anyway, yes, my dear readers, I now own The Stick. (In case you can’t tell, the orange thing is a foam roller, and the thing sticking out of it is a stick. Not just a stick, but The Stick. Anyway, two separate items, I just positioned them this way for the ease of a photo.)
Seriously, if you’ve never heard of it before, it is literally called The Stick. As soon as I took it out of the box it was delivered in, my roommate tried to steal it from me. (He’s always playing one or three recreational sports at a time – Frisbee, softball, volleyball – so apparently he always has sore muscles.) He took it out of it’s plastic sleeve and started rolling it over his muscles. So jazzed that I owned one. He even asked if it could be the house stick.
Peeps, I live in a house with two men. (One of whom is my husband.) And this inanimate object is now “The House Stick.” I’ll leave you to make your own jokes in your head. (Or in the comments.)
PS: This is the first month in my life that I’ve ever run 50+ miles. Actually, that I’ve ever run over 40 miles. WOOT. I need to sign up for my next race ASAP.