That’s how I feel about life in general these days.
So, today I was supposed to run 5. AFTER RUNNING 20. Not happening. I came home, took a 10 minute snooze, kicked the ball on the driveway for Dawg, did a few errands, then pretty much sat my ass in front of the t and v for the rest of the evening. If my knee does not have anymore fluid on it, I will be running 5-6 tomorrow. I miss Tucker. I’m at the high mileage point where it does not make sense to bring a dog unless I plan on continuing said high mileage with said dog. Maybe I’ll give Tucker a chance to prove he can handle 5 tomorrow. Maybe not. I’m going for acupuncture, so I doubt it. By the way…shameless plug…my coworker has a massage business…Golden Touch Massage. Fantastic, wonderful, and I have an appointment on Wednesday. Here’s how my week is lining up - acupuncture tomorrow (maybe it’ll rebuild my chi), massage on Wednesday, haircut Friday evening. A lot of self care and recovery this week. I’ve also decided that I should not do a semi long run before my long run so that I can have a taste of success. I need my next 20 miler to be better. Lumpy had to rebuild me last night, because I fell apart a little bit, and I don’t want him to have to do that again. This is a disjointed and scattered post. Hope it makes sense.
