Last week was terrible with work deadlines coming out of my ears. This week is not much better, but I have a better handle on the situation. I didn’t run for a whole week. Hell, I didn’t exercise for a whole week unless you count the number of times I banged my head against the desk in frustration.
It was enough, trust me.
So when Saturday rolled around and I finally crawled out from underneath the covers, I knew it was time for a run. Specifically, it was time to run the Global Warming, My Ass! 6.66 mile run.
I wasn’t fast and I didn’t give a shit. It just felt good to get outside, to breathe fresh air and actually enjoy a rare bit of English sunshine. I may have been running the devil’s number, but it felt heavenly.
With that momentum, I made sure to knock out my 12-mile long run on Sunday. But to hear about that you’ll have to wait until the next blog post. Hey, I’m hurting for time and blog material these days. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, you know.
The more you know....the less you probably want to
Frayed Laces interviewed a bunch of female running bloggers who are also fighting the good academic fight in graduate school. I was honored to be included amongst such amazing company. You can read our discussion here.
I must say, I’ve never been more motivated to keep on training than I was after our virtual chat. Social life be damned.
All right, folks, that’s it for me. I’d like to say I’ll catch up with you soon, but I hate to lie, so I won’t. I hope you’re all doing well nonetheless.