… goes back down. But the momentum from the gravity of falling will hopefully provide a nice bounce when I hit the ground and send me back up again.
What the heck am I saying, right? Well, I tried to start of my week really well. Just being joyful and focused and cheerful, and that worked wonders! I even took pictures to share some marvelous Monday moments with you.
Since I had a test to study for, I didn’t get a run in yesterday. And since I stayed up too late actually being social with my friends, I slept through my alarm, missed my run, and was late to work today. Oh look, the ground is quickly getting closer to my face.
I am saying all this with humor of course. Life doesn’t keep you down forever. This is going to be one of those rough weeks- I know that there are many late nights and lots of work to be done, so that daunting feeling is looming in on me. I am making it my mission in life to get a run in tomorrow morning. I honestly feel fat, gross and tired from not moving. I hate that feeling!
I neglected to do a pile on the miles check in for last week. Unfortunately, I didn’t get my long run in with my dad. I woke up Saturday with my eye swollen shut. It was kind of disgusting, honestly. I did some running and walking on the treadmill throughout the day instead. Probably 6-8 miles (I didn’t keep track very well!) I think that gives me a total for the week of around 10-12. Not bad. Not great. But not 0, so that’s good.
Here’s hoping a make it to Sunday morning. And here’s hoping I finish this half without dying. I am pretty confident that unless something drastic happens, I should be able to at least finish. Will I beat my other time? Doubtful. I’m trying to calm my inner-competitiveness and look at this as a fun, training run anyway.