Monday was indeed the icing on the cake for me. Let's just say that professionally, I have never felt so disrespected. It made me feel that all my loyalty and devotion is/was for nothing. And that's a stinky way to feel. But, chin up, I am plodding through it all. Hopefully, I will turn something fantastic up. I'm so over my sad-face blogs!! Boo.
At least I have running. It's funny to me that some weeks when I am so focused on other things that I just keep going through the motions with running. Like brushing my teeth or taking a shower, I keep lacing up my shoes.
I fought tooth and nail not to go out Monday evening--I was so angry
that I probably would have laid down some serious speedwork. But I knew
it would do me no good to run tired and angry.
Free Thursday mornings have meant running with Flying Tomato, but I felt so overwhelmed by the time I got
home from work last night, I just needed a run to get lost in my own
thoughts. And thankfully it has taken some of the edge off--I'm feeling
much more optimistic than I did even 24 hours ago.
settled into my 7 miler and just let my feet carry me. I honestly
don't even remember too much about either the run or what was going
through my mind. And that's probably a good thing on both accounts. I
work all weekend so I am going to have to get creative in how I squeeze my running in over the next few days.
Back to searching fruitlessly.