I Run This: Bitch don’t kill my vibe

It’s not a good idea to go to Vegas in the summer when you’re supposed to be training for a marathon.   But I was determined, so I packed my running shoes along with 4 pairs of heels to spend 2 nights in Sin City. 
There was no way I was going to hit the pavement in desert heat.  Luckily, the Palms Hotel has a gym. But I despise treadmills.  It was worth giving it a shot. 
Speaking of shots, there was a lot of that happening the night before at the pool party at XS…and exercise. Dancing in the pool until 4am in 100 degree weather is the absolute best. 
But the absolute worst is having to wake up earlier than you want to after a long night of indulgence…to run….on a treadmill. I surprised myself by even hitting the mile mark but I had the make sure I justified the running shoes taking up luggage space. The training plan said 13 miles or something and I already knew that was not happening…but I at least wanted to do more than 1 mile!
The plus was that I finally had a reason to wear this “Bitch don’t kill my vibe” muscle tee*: to try and motivate myself and intimidate anyone on vacation from home, but not the gym. But it was me who ended up killing my own vibe after 10 minutes trying to run. Bitch. 
Another mile in the books. 
* Copped my tee on Poshmark!

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