Friday, August 14, 2009
11 Miles Hanging Over My Head
I may be acting overly dramatic, but my runs seem to just HANG over my head all day leading up to them. What's up with that? It literally ruins my mood. Once I get out there it isn't that bad, but the anticipation sucks. Does anyone know how to get over this?
All I want to do tonight is finish my wedding invites and play scrabble and drink wine. Is that such a crime?
I can't postpone this run until tomorrow because that would put me at 11 miles on Saturday and 17 on Sunday. No bueno. I have to do this tonight, hands down.
I have been majorly manic about wedding stuff lately and it is killing me. I feel like I am buzzing high level all the time and it is only going to crash. I'm definitely acting glass half empty and sick of it.
Sunday night I drive to Seattle for work until Thursday. I'm planning to do my 17 miler on Sunday morning but haven't picked out a route yet. Suggestions? Not too far, since I have to drive up to Seattle later that day. While I'm there it will be nonstop work crap. They're even forcing us to share rooms (embarrassing) so I literally have no downtime. I even have to sleep with one eye open. My one goal is to do 12 miles on Wednesday, the only night we do not have dinner plans. I can already tell my team is annoyed that I have to do this since they're trying to plan something during that time. This is when people who just don't get it really bother me. Guess what people - you better start getting it. At least empathize for one tiny moment will you? Maybe it will do you some good so you eventually, one day, can hope to run more than a mile without stopping for a break.
I'm such a whore, but seriously...I hate work get-togethers like this. And I'm also dreading my 11 miles that I have to do today. But while I'm at it those old bitches that I overheard saying my irises looked like shit can suck it too. Guess what old bitches? I can see you, and I can hear you so get the fuck off of my lawn.