Run, Run

So, I ran a mile today. Without stopping.  No big deal to most people but to a big girl like me it's an accomplishment.  I've been working up to it for some time; running parts but walking in between.  I love to run and  now that I can finally run a mile again I will start to call myself a runner.  No, I won't, but it felt good writing that.  Running is a chance for me to clear my mind.  That being said, here is a quick recap of my internal monologue tonight during my mile trek.
Ok, here I go.  Run, run. Hey this feels good. Good pace. Run, run.  Good song.  I like Maroon Five.  Glad I bought this Ipod.  Glad I have a fourteen year old who can fix my Ipod.  Run, run.  Still doing well.  Glad I have this music on so I can't hear my heavy breathing.  I think that psyches me out, hearing my breathing like a dog in the heat of summer.  Run, run. Should I stop?  No, keep going.  Run, run.  This song is not a good running song.  It makes me a little sad; 'talking to the moon.'  Keep pace. Run, run.  Should I stop?  No keep going.  Run, run.  Second wind, maybe; hopefully.  Run, run.  I want to walk.  Don't. Run, run.  Better song; Smashing Pumpkins.  Run, run.  'Be the change you want to be.' Who said that?  Was that Billy Blanks or Dahli Lama?  I can't remember.  Run, run.  You know what I need right now?  I need that Nike commercial; hard work.  Can I just play that ad on my Ipod? Am I the target audience of that ad?  What was the product?  Shoes, maybe.  I suppose I might be the target audience.  I love shoes.  Run, run.  Or is it a Gatorade commercial?  I don't drink much Gatorade, but if I could sweat neon orange I might.  Run, run.  Paseo Circle. Oh my gosh, I'm almost done.  Should I stop?  No, I've come this far.  Run, run. Keep pace.  I must look ridiculous; this big girl, desperately attempting to put one foot in front of the other, panting away.  Run, run.  Almost home.  I'm proud of myself.  I want to die, also. Run, run.  DONE!!!!!
A whole mile, (which, I am aware is not a marathon or anything,) and my deepest thought was shoes.  Ah, it's good to run!