Call me overly enthusiastic, but yesterday I did my second two-a-day in a row. I was at the gym, getting off the bike and had about 45 minutes before the gym closed, so I decided to get in a 4 mile run.
Of course, this is only because it is the first week of training.
And I was trying to avoid work.
And I figured that resting Thursday, Friday, and Saturday before PF Chang's would be a good idea, right?
Oh yeah, I have a half marathon to run this weekend.
It is probably going to suck.
No, not probably - it *is* going to suck.
Especially since I have felt like dying on runs half that long this season.
And given how much my foot aches after a 3 mile run, I am pretty sure I won't be able to walk after a half-marathon.
I shouldn't be running this but I gots lots of them book smarts, but really no common sense.
Plus, I am stubborn.
That and I am sort of bound by Joe to showing up in Phoenix this weekend so if I am there, I might as well run.
Okay, back to writing my dissertation proposal.
Have I mentioned how much I hate writing?
But if I don't write, I don't graduate, and my fantasy life in Wyoming will never come to fruition (it involves lots of skiing, a house with big dogs, demolishing my previous PRs after living at 7000 ft, and a Libertarian cowboy).
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