Baby, We Were Born to Run

I dream in color all night, every night, and I always remember my dreams in the morning. Once, I wrote an entire episode of Cold Case in my dreams, and it was actually really good. I would spill the deets, but I may decide I'm bound for stardom some day, so I will keep it to myself for now.

A few weeks ago, I had a dream about jogging. I was running along, and liking it. I'm not a runner, mind you, so I thought this was a little weird. The next night I had the same dream. And then the next night, and the next night...every single night, I was jogging in my dreams.

I decided the universe was telling me something, so when I was hiking at Rancho San Antonio a few weeks ago, I decided to hike up, and jog down, alternating my jogging with walking. 60 seconds of jogging, 90 seconds of walking, all the way down. I LOVED IT. I think I may be hooked.

I got an Ipod Shuffle as an early bday gift (thanks Lancer!!) so I can incorporate music into my new routine. This is necessary for me, and a lot less clunky than my 120 Giga-biter. That thing needs some de-chubbing along with this lil jogger.

Any suggestions or tips for a new jogger? I always stretch before and after, and have managed to avoid shinsplints and other nasty jogger ailments thus far.

On a slightly related note, I have also been having dreams that my NKOTB tix were either lost in the mail, or thrown away by us because we thought they were junk mail. I think I should call Ticketmaster ASAP so I can finally get a good night's sleep.