46 Freaking seconds…Whats up with that??
Yo, so today i set out to run a 10K. Alone. Well, not alone really. I had Seth and ipod with me. It was really windy. Not as cold as i thought it would be. I decided to start running with the wind at my back. Hmm, this feels good.
As soon as i turned around i felt the wind. It was pushing me back as though to say, fuck you michelle, I am stronger than you are!! Yeah, wind fuck you too!! Ok, so you are a little stronger than i am. So what!!
Anyway, i had set out to do a 10K and my goal was to finish in under 1 hour. I really thought i could do it. I kept looking at Seth. Too much perhaps. It distracted me. Then at mile 3 i dropped my ipod. So, i had to stop for a few seconds to regroup and make sure ipod was ok.
I hit 5K in 30.25. Another goal i screwed up. I wanted a sub 30 min 5K. Just keep running, i thought. So i just ran. Well, you know the story. 10K in 1 hour 45 seconds. Shit! But, all is not lost. It’s not like i will never run again right?
See that chair? That is my therapists chair!! She sits there and listens to me talk. For 50 minutes. Boy, she is going to have her hands full this week huh??? Hey, do you guys think i am too hard on myself? All day long i was obsessed with 46 seconds. WTF??? I need to really lighten up. I am not an elite runner, nor will i ever be. I need to accept what i can do and work with it right???
So, tomorrow is another day. Another day to run and another day to practice my Jazz Hands!!!
THANKS FOR LISTENING!!!