Yoga Pants Life

If I had to rate today on a scale of 1-10, I’d give it a 5.7342, which is about five times higher than I’d give any other day this week. Nothing significant or great happened today, but it’s just been less of a shitty day. I finally whittled my pile of paper (so, SO many things I can’t say about this, but wish I could) down and checked a lot of my to-do list at work, so that helped. So did the 600 yard swim I took at lunch (look at me, using yards instead of time!) Not even the slime residing in my swim cap could stop me (yeah, note to self, take that shit out of your bag and let it dry out.) 

I’m about to go for a run now, but I’m not sure how far I’m going to go. At least 3 miles for sure, maybe more. The problem is that I have to get gas and possibly pick something up at the grocery store, and all I can think about is how late I’ll get home. At this point, even a 3 mile run and trip to the gas station will put me home close to 9:00 pm. While a longer run would be best, any run is good at this point.

I haven’t had very many breaks lately, but I’ve been scouring the interwebs for Chicago Marathon blog posts to inspire me. I’m 75% really excited and 25% nervous, which is probably the best I’ve ever felt going into something. I feel like there aren’t any ‘do or die’ weeks this time because the plane tickets and hotel are booked. There is no backing out and quite frankly, I don’t WANT to back out. I’m going to do this and, more importantly, I WANT to do this. It doesn’t need to be really fast, it just has to be finished.

I really do need to work on my time management and eating though. Like, I could have been out the door 20 minutes ago, but I chose to write this crappy post instead. I guess I’ll never learn, haha.  Anyway, that’s my cue to get my butt up out of the chair and running.