Sunday, August 10, 2014

Long run interrupted…

Such is my life – a couple steps forward and then a GIGANTIC leap backwards.  There is no describing what a complete and total failure I feel like today.

I went to do my long run and my goal was to get 13 miles in.  HA!  Not quite.  I made it 9 measly fucking miles before I surrendered.

The 3 mile walk back was filled with anger, feeling sorry for myself and a whole bunch of name calling. 

It wasn’t too long ago that I thought I might be able to run the 1812 challenge – and now I can’t even run the fucking half-marathon.

I then spent the afternoon mired in self-pity alternating with self-hatred. 

So, yeah, I am a JOY to be around right now – I’ll bet you wish you could hang with me, right?


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