Because of the cold and my wussy nature, I was indoors for my 9 mile long run this weekend. While it sucked to be indoors and not out on my beloved trails, it was actually a great run, and time flew by. I managed to finish the second half of a trashy celeb gossip mag that I had started earlier in the week at the gym, finish the second half of a Shape magazine of mine, and read a whole new Shape magazine (with hottie mchothot Marissa Miller in it....... oh hi motivation....)
I had originally planned to treat myself to the Nook I have been eyeing, but since my car decided to turn it's check engine light on Friday after work, I've been a bit hesitant to drive it. Now I'll be the first to tell you that I'm dumb with cars. I am. The light came on and I was immediately fearful that my engine was going to explode (and by explode I mean a giant ball of fire that was going to slowly and painfully burn me to death). After talking to the boy, he calmed my brain (only slightly, to be honest) in saying that it was probably just something small and not to freak. Which led me to think that a car should have two check engine lights.
- Image (see left)
- Meaning: at your earliest convenience please stop in at a mechanic nearest to you. Do not panic. It is likely something extremely minor, and your panic attack is not necessary and will make you look dumb. Have a nice day.
Check engine light #2:
- Image (see left)
- Meaning: Your car is going to blow up in t minus 5 seconds, burning you and your precious pink yoga mat in a fiery inferno. Your best bet is to perform a standard tuck and roll procedure NOW.
For the record, I also think it's important for the low fuel light to have similar distinctions. Perhaps the light/symbol/whatevs has an additional number indicating the remaining miles you have until you're stranded on the side of the road. Clearly I should design cars......