woe
I am so distressed. Having never been a very athletically inclined person (but being a very goal oriented person), after getting into graduate school, I needed a new goal. So, I decided to get into shape and *finally* run a 5k successfully, mostly because I've been saying I would do this since 2007. Anyway, now I can basically run a 5k in like...35 minutes. This is quite slow, but I'm happy that I'm able to do it. It feels really good to finish, and I basically decided that I'm going to try and run a 10k by the fall. Anyway, I ran 5k route around Davis Square on Thursday evening, and on Friday afternoon I felt a sharp pain in the arch of my foot when I put weight on it. So, I had Steve pick me up from work and bring me home instead of walking. Anyway, it intensified on Saturday, and I actually took the bus to Eryk's house, even though it's only a 15 minute walk. And it still aches to put weight on it this morning.
Anyway, this wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't signed up to run my first "official" 5k race next Sunday. I would be incredibly disappointed if I wasn't able to participate. Running this is like me running a marathon. I know I'm not going to win, but finishing would be a personal triumph, etc. Ughh please make my foot get better. So I guess I'm banned from running until the day of the race; instead I'm electing to do low impact sorts of activities in order to not lose working out momentum. This is just so disappointing. Sigh.
Also, I am moving in with Steve in July. Omg, etc. He bought a condo and I'm supposed to be picking out "window treatments." I feel very undomesticated, no matter how much HGTV I watch.
Finally, if you bring the raspberry Harpoon to a party, you must hide it because all the females present will drink them before you can get to it when other options present are like Bud Light.
Anyway, this wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't signed up to run my first "official" 5k race next Sunday. I would be incredibly disappointed if I wasn't able to participate. Running this is like me running a marathon. I know I'm not going to win, but finishing would be a personal triumph, etc. Ughh please make my foot get better. So I guess I'm banned from running until the day of the race; instead I'm electing to do low impact sorts of activities in order to not lose working out momentum. This is just so disappointing. Sigh.
Also, I am moving in with Steve in July. Omg, etc. He bought a condo and I'm supposed to be picking out "window treatments." I feel very undomesticated, no matter how much HGTV I watch.
Finally, if you bring the raspberry Harpoon to a party, you must hide it because all the females present will drink them before you can get to it when other options present are like Bud Light.