Confession #1: I have not run since Saturday.
As you may remember in my last post (and if you didn’t read it, whatr you crazy?!) I went out hard on Saturday night.. leaving Sunday to be a recovery day. Not a training recovery day, a hangover recovery day. I sat on my couch all day, more or less, and watched chick flicks.Which went hand in hand with finishing a box of tissues. Which leads me to..
Confession #2: I love chick flicks.
The Hallmark channel and Kleenex definitely have a back-office deal goin’ on:
Kleenex: Hey Hallmark, that last scene isn’t sad enough, I only used one tissue.
Hallmark: Kleenex! Dude! I hear you man, but both main characters can’t die!
Kleenex: Hally, you know the deal, it’s gotta hit the three tissue mark or we’re going to start making holiday cards and put you out of business.
Hallmark: #($*&#))(!!(@*#. Cue the car crash… and mel women across America bawling their eyes out.
While laying on the couch I had these achey pains in my hips, too. I felt like an old sad story and all I needed was 4 cats to complete the picture.
Monday I had off from work, but worked from home all day none the less. I got dressed in my running gear at around 12pm.. but never made it out. Bummer.
This morning? Didn’t even attempt it.
Confession #3: I’m scared I’m falling out of the game again.
Confession #3A: I’m going to set my alarm for 6:15 tomorrow morning and try to beat the off cycle I feel coming on. This isn’t really a confession as much as a solution, but that would ruin the theme.
Wish me luck team.