Lance Armstrong keeps me going. I live for the moments when he whispers in my ear "Congratulations, you have just recorded a new personal best for the mile." He is in love with me, I can hear it in his voice. Do not tell my husband.
Nike plus gets my vote as the best new invention of the decade. Sure, hybrids are pretty cool...as are YouTube and the birth control patch...but none of these compare, in my heart, to the newfound ability to track your running mileage via a chip in your shoe.
If you're a runner and havent jumped on this bandwagon, you should...and then you should friend me on nikeplus.com and we can challenge each other!! (insert high, squeaky, excited voice here...competition enthuses me)
This weekend I finished my 50th mile and got a tiny, digital trophy. It may as well have been 50 feet tall and made of solid gold...I just love winning. Thank you, Nike Plus, for making each day a victory for the obsessive compulsive, cut-throat person in me.