I ran 13 miles on Saturday. It was terrible. I was doing pretty well in the first half, the weather was great and I was running with the wind. Then on the back half, the sun started to go down and I was running straight into a cold and fierce wind. With about a 5k left, I stopped giving a shit and walked the rest of the way. This has been happening a lot.
I'm hoping that the running group my husband and I just started can get my head back into running. I've had a ton of other things on my mind lately. Now that we're back in OUR house, I have a hundred projects I want to get done. Also, my daughter officially starts soccer tomorrow and I think I'm more nervous than she is. I have no idea how to interact with other parents that aren't already my friends. It's a weird new world I'm about to enter.
I've also been kind of busy with an actual social life. It's been quite a while since I've had one of those. Last Friday I went out to a nice fondue place with friends and then out to a bar. Bars obviously aren't all that fun for me right now and I was starting feel really tired. But then shuffle board opened up. As it turns out, I am quite a shuffle board bad ass. It perked me up and I ended up staying out til 1am. Go me! It's not like I never go out, it just doesn't happen that often. And when you can't drink, 1am is an accomplishment.