I Never Could Get the Hang of Thursdays
It started out well enough. Except for the fact that I can’t sleep past 4AM if my alarm is set for 5:15. Which is lame. I would really appreciate that extra hour+ of sleep. Maybe I’m worried that I’ll oversleep. ARGHH!
Anyways. I went to my morning weights class and met a new friend! It’s weird the first time you meet people from the internets. It always feels a bit like a Match.com date. Although I’d have been pissed off if anyone I’d dated from the internet had suggested a 6 AM weight-lifting class. I’m more of a drinks by the ocean first date kinda girl. However, since this was not a date, but instead two runner chicks who happen to belong to the same gym kinda meet up, it was less awkward. Of course, the class was pretty brutal. I may not be able to lift my arms over my head tomorrow. Which may be the point.
After class, I went to work – full of pep & vigor and happiness. I always feel great after working out, and when I do so very early in the morning, I feel great AND morally superior. And excellent combination.
But a couple incidents at work that I really can’t/shouldn’t talk about put me in a pissy mood and I’ve been stuck there all day.
Plus, it’s been snowing for the last couple of days. Not in the city itself, but where I work. And, since I publicly taunted many midwesterners when my flowers were blooming and they were still getting snow, one might argue that I deserve this snow. And this sub-50 degree weather. And the distinct lack of sunshine. And, for arguing that, you would deserve a swift kick in the shins.
Anyways, the combination of the pissy mood & the snow convinced me not to run. Although, as my co-worker (who couldn’t run today because she hadn’t brought her lunch) pointed out, that’s when I should run. I think we’ll probably both run tomorrow – no more excuses! Or something. I always feel a bit guilty when I skip a planned run, even if I’ve already worked out that day.
Again, as with every Thursday, I will now begin the predictable whining about having to work 5 days in a row. In order to potentially shorten tomorrow, I’m going to take MAX again. So I may not be in until noon. Hard to say. At least it will be Friday. Perhaps an investment in a pocket flask would help me through these long, long weeks.