Remember that book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? Well today, I might as well have been Alexander.
For reasons I don’t care to discuss on the blog, it was a bad day that only got worse as the hours ticked by. I think I managed to piss off six or seven people in a span of four hours. That’s got to be a record. I wouldn’t want to be friends with me either with this kind of attitude. I’m emotionally, mentally and physically drained.
Oh, did I mention I’m running a half marathon in the morning? I’m not properly hydrated, fueled or mentally prepared to run this race. If I even make it to the start, it will be a miracle. Part of me wants to cancel all together and sleep the day away. But maybe a challenging run is exactly what I need to get over this weekend. I could use the boost of endorphins.
I don’t know if I have everything. What am I missing?
I get my timing chip and bib in the morning and my camera and Ipod are still charging.
At least I remembered my Fuel Belt bottles this time.
Wish me luck (I think I’m gonna need it).