Thoughts About Running

I've developed a few patterns over my decade of running (gee, I feel old). If I'm wearing long sleeves, I always bury my hands inside my cuffs regardless of the temperature. I tuck the back of my long T-shirts into my shorts (a strange side effect of running in spandex for 4 years). I like wearing knee-length socks, but my shorts can't extend past my mid-thigh region (and I will roll them). I prefer to run at a nice steady pace throughout my course, however I always sprint the last 50 yards (thank you, Frannie). I will never buy running shoes that have any white on them. I sometimes try to barter my way over the harder spots in my course (like "Push through this, and you can have an extra Butterfinger tonight"), which is pointless because I'm always going to eat the extra Butterfinger plus one. I like to come up with new writing prompts and color schemes for my apartment while running. My little brother taught me how to "clear the nostrils a la football" when I was in college, and I still wait until I don't think any cars can see me to perform this un-ladylike task. I prefer to run alone, because I hate the sound of deep, labored breathing. I own a 160 gb iPod, but I continue to use my old-school Nano from 2004 out of habit and comfort. On that note,

My Soundtrack for that Last Mile (somehow my inner music critic is silenced, and I just need music with a good beat):
"99 Problems" -Jay Z
"Kiss Kiss" -Yeah Yeah Yeahs
"Burning Up" -Ashlee Simpson
"Goodnight Goodnight" -Hot Hot Heat
"Hollaback Girl" -Gwen Stefani
"Say This Sooner" -The Almost
"Umbrella" -Rhianna
"Babysitter" -Morningwood
"Flathead" -Fratellies
"Friday Night" -Lily Allen