I have been training for a half marathon. Got up this morning at 530 am for it. Didn’t drink at a party last night and went to be early. I got to the race plenty early and stretched. I started feeling like I had to go to the bathroom (number 2) but there was 1 portapottie. Which makes sense but anyway I didnt want to blow it up. So I wanted. That was a mistake. Because by mile 1 my stomach was in a really bad way. So I had to pull off and wait in line and then had to wait a bit longer. 25 minutes passed. I was running for time so I was pretty mad. So I jumped back on to the five mile course and did that instead. Bad day and bad form. Really unhappy with me
1. Much like corporations and governments I would like to be able to give people a vote of Zero Confidence
2. Long weekends are usually really fun and something to look forward to. Unless you schedule yourself to run a half marathon on Sunday in which case you dread the first half of the weekend and then are exhausted for the second.
3. BFS and I are going to make Bondir let us in this Sunday night or there is a potential murder. Or a blackout. It looks amazing.
4. That “What Makes You Beautiful” is addictive if only for the reason they say things like “no-o-o-o” and “door-or-or-or”
5. Odds of me working past 3pm = 0:00
6. I can comfortably run 3 miles in 26 minutes, I can not remotely keep this pace for the next ten and I am struggling with pacing myself. If you have been to a bar with me you know how this situation usually works out. Same ending.
7. Posting pictures of yourself in super low cut shirts doesn’t mean you have great boobs or you look remotely sexy. It generally looks trashy and doesn’t make up for your face/general appearance. God, I am old.
8. Now that it is summer time I won’t have to see boots over jeans all the time. Which is a bad look on 95% of people. Unless you ride horses.
9. Carrot and Hummus is a great snack because it is salty and crunch (i know how that sounds).