It is just one of those days….
I am pissed. Want to know why??? Yeah well so here’s the thing:
I went out this morning for my day 35 run. I planned in my head and heart to run 7 miles. I thought i did run 7 miles when i finally stopped over an hour later. I was all like “yo i ran 7 miles! I was all like “yo i fucking rock”. I was all like “yo i deserve a mega bagel with a smear of some sort of cheese like substance and a very large coffee!!!”
So, i get home and immediately run over to my computer and i hmmm stick in the USB. I stick that sucker in because i ran 7 miles. I anxiously await my stats. My bragging rights. I put my granny glasses on and take a look. WTF????? WTF????? Can’t be! Can it? What i thought was a 7 mile run, was really 6.90 miles.
I sat there staring at the computer monitor. Hmmm, can Paash make a mistake? Did i really stop .1 mile from completing 7 miles??? The tears started welling up. I was crushed. I felt as though all i deserved was an english muffin with some margarine on it. NO COFFEE!
I’m thinking here what sort of runner am I to have fucked up a 7 mile run??? Then i thought that its the boardwalk’s fault. Not mine. Not Paash. The boards. That made me feel a little better! Sort of! Would you guys be pissed? Or am i over reacting??
Tomorrow is my last day of running to complete my streak! 36 days! It is going to be difficult to take a day or two off but i know i have to. Life is good. Running is great! I thank you all. I love you all!!