Thinking Thoughts

Today was one of those days.  The kind that seem to come out of left field at hit you in the face with all the gusto that bad days seem to hurl at you.  And what's strange, is the last week has been pretty darn good.  Runs felt amazing, the music was excellent, work wasn't terrible, and I remembered to take my medication everyday.  Then today came and I was taken down a peg or eight.

Let me rewind a day.  I went out for the first trail run of the season, to celebrate the coming of spring.  It was amazing and wonderful and I was so happy to be outside.  It was not too windy to start out and it sunny and the trees were amazing.  I was loving every bit of it.  Well, except for the hills and the rocks and being pulled down the hills with dog attached to me.  It was a wonderful run.





After running, I hung out with Vanessa for an hour and some change and we walked 2 miles and I was very happy.  In the evening, Piper and I made chocolate beet cake.  Some things I have learned from that adventure, add the water to the beets before pureeing them, use a quarter cup less of the beets as well.  Got to watch a good movie, made popcorn, broke the last part of my root canal tooth, not cool and to top it off, Thomas rubbed my legs before I went to bed.

So you can imagine, dear reader, my total and utter irritability with the feelings of the not wanting to do anything.  I got up after a long time of just laying in bed and began to slowly move.  The laundry was needing to be done, dishes and cleaning and shopping all had to be done as well.  Ugh!!!

I did a half ass job of all of these things.  The laundry got done, food was bought and put away, floor was vacuumed, but the dog is still shedding, so it doesn't look like anything was done.  And then, I find myself sitting my closet staring at my clothes wondering why do I have all these clothes and do I want to keep any of them.  It's not like I wear them all.  All the race shirts stay of course.  Thomas came in and asked what I was doing, and said I needed to go out and take the dog out.


So, we left and went on our walk.  I walked a mile and then we ran back.  Well, I walked a bit of the last part, I was about to do the potty dance at that point.  I was happy about going to start with.  I was hurting from yesterday and it was somewhat painful from the run yesterday.  I admit I pushed myself pretty hard and for that I am glad that I did.  I need to push myself to work harder.  To be better as a person would be nice too.

For now, I will go, I'm hoping for a hot shower here soon too.  Not likely, but it's a nice thought. So here's to better day.  They always come around.  


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