and so I'm not a princess

So today is National Running Day as you may or may not know already.  I was planning on a run regardless of whether it was some random holiday or not because it was sunny out.  My outdoor stuff revolves around the weather.  I swear that question gets asked at least 3 times a day at my house:

hubs:  did you see the weather for tomorrow?
Sissy:  mom, what's the weather today?  What do I wear?
Princess:  Is it going to rain today?

Anyway, when there is sun predicted, then I'm either running or biking.  And biking was yesterday so today was running.  Coincidentally, it is also I Don't Give a Fuck Day so that goes along with the other quite nicely. 

As in:  I don't give a fuck if it's National Running Day, it's sunny out so I was running anyway.

My run began as many others have, with a stupid non-smiling picture in the bathroom mirror. 

What? You don't take selfies in the bathroom before you run?  Who ARE you anyway?

That is my best I-don't-give-a-fuck face in honor of the day.  You are welcome. 

And 4 miles later I was done.  An uneventful run in perfect weather.  Except my stupid runtastic app froze up on me AGAIN and didn't show my full run.  Is it the app or the craptastic phone?  I just don't know.  Either way, they both suck. 

I went to take a shower before heading back to work and noticed this:

A hair elastic was in my running shoe for the whole 4 miles.  And I didn't notice.  Can you see the indent in my sneaker??  I'm not sure if that makes me a badass or an idiot.  But clearly, I am not a princess. 

And then there was this:

It's not that clear now, but that's blood on the sleeve of my shirt.  So not only did I run with an elastic in my shoe the whole time but apparently, I also had bloody snot.  So attractive. 

And I wonder why I don't have running partners...

Did you run for National Running Day?

Or are you choosing not to give a fuck?

 

Or both?  because it doesn't have to be an either or kinda thing