Month: March 2013
I had such a shitty afternoon that I came home and shoved the most horrible food in my face and then remembered that I still needed to put 5 miles on the books. Damn. Guess it’s going to be a late one on the treadmill while I let my stomach settle until then. I’m in a really uncomfortable place right now, and I don’t … Read More Sending Out an S.O.S.
I thought my lunchtime run would calm me down, but it seems to have had the opposite effect, stirring up my adrenalin and wreaking havoc with my hormones. Coach was offsite today, so I decided to venture outside for my scheduled 8 miles. He told me to let him know how I did, so instead of the 9:30’s I originally intended, I ended up … Read More Running, Sex, and… Sex
I just finished an evening run after shoving handfuls of my secret Easter candy stash in my mouth. It was one of those “anxiety of another kind” days. It was Arm Day at the gym – my favorite – and we did a fast workout with a couple of new things that got me all charged up. This “self-control” shit is getting old. I’m … Read More I Want Candy Sex
Today was Chest Day. I wondered out loud to Coach if he thought his rib cage had expanded over time to adapt to his impressive chest muscles. Surely it must have, I think. If my heart grew to accommodate my vigorous running schedule, surely something had to evolve inside of Coach with all of his heavy lifting to support all that extra brawn. The … Read More Pump it Up
So many thoughts in my head… I had a relaxing run today through the countryside. The wind died down quite a bit, and a slower target pace always makes me happy. I chose a combo route that took me through some remote areas with very quiet roads, and I found some solace there. I intentionally added some gentle hills, and I love that they … Read More Running Through my Mind
I was so tired last night I could barely keep my eyes open. I woke this morning at 6:45, wide awake, then stayed in bed for hours and drifted in and out of consciousness. I did not want to get up. I battled another round of nausea yesterday afternoon, but it went away after some water and a distracting conversation, so I’m hoping it’s … Read More The Finish Line
Some nights, crawling under the covers is an amazing luxury. Every muscle is tired. My bones ache. And I am in love with my bed. The fact that I can write a blog post from such a comfortable place amazes me and makes me so grateful to live in the age of personal technology. I’ve decided, for the moment at least, that I will … Read More Hope Happens