showing signs of age

Me.

Not my backpack.

I've had this bum shoulder for almost a year now and while chiropractic adjustments do wonders, they fit in neither my schedule or budget. 

So, I'm using a backpack instead of a purse. This particular backpack was a gift from MBH and Carrie Sue back in my Peace Corps days (1999-2001). It's working well, tho I feel like a big nerd using it. I can't think of an alternative though. 

Last week I had my first eye exam in 12 years and during that time frame my computer and reading vision has blurred. So he wrote me a prescription for glasses. I'm actually excited about that sign of age. I've always wanted glasses. 

I'm still running though. 

Tomorrow is the Shamrock run. I'm doing the 15k...

It's a tough 9.32 miles, uphill for over half of it:

My playlist:

Things Have Changed - Bob Dylan

If I should Fall from Grace from God - The Pogues

What's my Name - Rihanna & Drake

Add it Up - Violent Femmes

Shake me Down - CAge the Elephant

Billie Jean - MJ

Rock & Roll Part 2 - Gary Glitter

Rolling in the Deep - Adele

When I get you Alone - Thicke

Firework - Katie Perry

Black Betty - Ram Jam

Everybody got their something - Nikka Costa

Butterfly - Crazy Town

Fire in Cairo - the Cure

Remote Control - BB

Last name - CUnderwood

9th wonder - Digable Planets

Raspberry Beret - Prince

This Charming Man - the Smiths

Eleanor - Low Millions

What a Life - Juliana hatfield

Ligtening Strikes the Postman - Flaming Lips

Finish Line - FanFarlo

Island in the Sun - Weezer

Hopefully that gets me through it. 

Incidentally, unless the sun decides to blaze down on us tomorrow, I'll be wearing running pants that MBH bought me for Christmas in 1997. (Good gifts guys...they definitely keep on giving:)

Off to go carbo load w/ a vegetarian fajita bowl from Chipotle...