So this has been a week of exhaustion and feeling pathetic....mostly self-made, but whatevs.
I sent my car down to DC from Upstate NY with my ladyfriend as she moved to the area. I am moving tomorrow. I had 2 dentist appointments this week....one for a consult for a retreatment of a root canal, joy, and the other to drill out a cavity and fill it.
Also, this was the week I decided to run a marathon I had been sort of generically training for.....
....so Thursday I have no car....my face is numb....my legs barely work after my run on Wednesday and the weather is shit....and I walk a few miles down the main road in my town to a bus stop and finally make it back home after another mile walk from the bus stop. I finally collapse and nap....and feel better and then a friend drove me to the grocery store for cookies and ice cream.
Today I woke up to the sky shitting wet heavy snow....I go pick up my moving truck...have a friend help me with me my furniture and pay two stoner kids carrying snow shovels to move all the heavy stuff. I walked a mile for dinner and a mile back....ate another cookie....and now I am pantless, watching walking with dinosaurs, and I couldn't be happier.
Here's how deflated I look when I run a marathon:
I sent my car down to DC from Upstate NY with my ladyfriend as she moved to the area. I am moving tomorrow. I had 2 dentist appointments this week....one for a consult for a retreatment of a root canal, joy, and the other to drill out a cavity and fill it.
Also, this was the week I decided to run a marathon I had been sort of generically training for.....
....so Thursday I have no car....my face is numb....my legs barely work after my run on Wednesday and the weather is shit....and I walk a few miles down the main road in my town to a bus stop and finally make it back home after another mile walk from the bus stop. I finally collapse and nap....and feel better and then a friend drove me to the grocery store for cookies and ice cream.
Today I woke up to the sky shitting wet heavy snow....I go pick up my moving truck...have a friend help me with me my furniture and pay two stoner kids carrying snow shovels to move all the heavy stuff. I walked a mile for dinner and a mile back....ate another cookie....and now I am pantless, watching walking with dinosaurs, and I couldn't be happier.
Here's how deflated I look when I run a marathon:
Props to you on doing the marathon!