Close Call

I had a close call today: I almost went for a jog (Yeah, yeah, I know). But it really did almost happen. Today is a cold, but pretty nice day out. It's not too windy, it's not snowing, it's fairly sunny. And as I was walking back from class, I saw a pretty attractive girl jogging (where she was running to I don't know, but that's for another post on another day). And right there, I literally said to myself, "You know, I think I'll go for a run today." And I was totally serious. For a second.

Because a second after that apocalyptic-esque moment, the planets re-aligned, Rose O'Donnell was once again really annoying and my brain started functioning again. I know this because I started to list off all the reasons why running is god-awful. Just for fun, let's list them:

• Overuse injuries galore (shin splints, stress fractures or wrecked knees anyone?)
• Much smaller overall calorie burn compared to anaerobic activities (tell me who's carrying less bodyfat, marathoners or sprinters? 'Nuff said.)
• Basically kills all the hormones that make life fun and increases all the ones that eat away at your muscle and make you look emaciated
• BORING! (how often do you see people jogging outside or on a treadmill? A lot, right? Now, tell me how many of them look like they're enjoying it? BOOM. I rest my case.)

Yea, this looks like a great time. 

So, what did I do instead? I went to the gym and worked on my b-ball game for an hour (anaerobically!). And if you ever want to do take part in fun, calorie destroying basketball workouts, I recommend you check out The Effective Ball-Handling Program.