Ran yesterday for the first time in like - weeks. And today I hurt, my knees hurt and so do my legs. Lame. I also man - I could not breathe for some of the run, it was not cool. So naturally I am lacing up the sneakers and heading out again tomorrow. Because I need to get back on track. I signed up for a race on December 6th (after swearing I was done ...) and I have to best my co-worker
. Who is like 6-foot something to my just about 5 feet. Which means he has long legs and can go faster but damnit. Damnit. I am going to be faster! Or you know at least give a good accounting of myself.
Then in more race news (are your eyes glazing over yet?) I freaking won
registration for the 2015 Maritime Race Weekend! I won the Tartan Twosome entry fee! So I get to race in the sunset 5K and my choice of the Saturday races, I get three medals (omg) two shirts, and a race buff! *Squeals*.
This is my life now. All about the race bling and that race day adrenaline rush. (and the fact that I sleep better, and feel better when I run.)
This weekend got away from me a bit in terms of RP getting done, I busted my phone on Friday (wooooooeeee) had to get a new one on Saturday, and then spent some time hanging out with my cousin Carter. He thinks I should name the phone Skywallker (it's blue) while I am leaning towards Ted. Then hung out with the parents (and mooched their food) on Saturday night, Sunday was run day, then library times, then my parents showed up at my place (and brought me doughnuts! And an electric heater!).
And today I work. One of like five people in the office, because everyone else took today as a vacation day and gave themselves a super short work week. It's cool, I got the vacation I wanted in December approved, I'll be off when my sister is home.