For about 3-4 weeks I was running almost every day and for one reason or another it was insanely easy to wake up and run in the morning or to throw on my running shoes and take a run after work.
These past 2-3 weeks…not so much. I’ve run about 1-2 times a week and I barely had the energy to do that. It’s not that I’m having trouble with the running part, I’m having trouble with the getting motivated to even lace up.
And not running makes me feel guilty, equivalent to if I had spent the week on a bender. What the hell is with this guilt? I’m in a cycle of guilt, planning to run and finding myself blowing it off for one reason or another, and then swimming in self disappointment.
I actually think that this feeling of guilt is not healthy. I’m at a healthy weight and I shouldn’t feel obligated to go for a run but I do. So WTF?
Tomorrow I leave to drive up to the Wisconsin Dells to spend the weekend with my family - my ENTIRE family. As in all…
10 aunts and uncles
4 in-laws and in-laws to be
3 baby second cousins
AND no husband
Mark can’t get out of his dental school classes to make it up, so I’m driving up by myself. Well, not all by myself because I’m driving instead of flying so I can pick up my littlest sister from college on my way. Yay, 8 hour road trip!
Needless to say, I don’t know how to feel about this trip.
I wonder if everyone will think I’m a capital B if I spend all my time lounging by the pool by myself, catching up on my reading for my MBA classes.
Last night I sat in my second MBA class this week. For the first hour, going over the syllabus and class expectations, all I could think was: oh shit.
I knew that the summer courses were going to be rough, all the course work is basically doubled, with 16+ weeks of class being squeezed into 8. Basically one week of a regular semester class = 1 day of summer class.
Knowing that it would be a lot of work I still signed up for 2 classes (i.e. class for 2.5 hrs every night except Friday) because I want to be done with this dang MBA (Spring ‘13). But, last night, after I added up the course work from my MW class and to my TTh class I started to panic.
I will have no life.
On the bright side: sometimes being super busy can be a blessing. I have, in the past, been able to go into super type A personality mode and DO IT ALL but I do and will eventually burn out. Fingers crossed that my burn out period doesn’t kick in until after week 8.
thinking about: how odd it is to be working from home again - I’ve just come off of an entire month in the office. It’s so quiet at home.
obsessing over: sewing. I’ve made two more dresses (preview of the tank dress I completed this weekend below) and I have one waiting to be finished and a tank that just needs some trim added. I can’t stop, I’m turning into one of those weird people that sews all their own clothing.
working on: a billion things for work. I have enough stuff to do to keep me very busy which makes the work day fly by.
anticipating: the Dog N’ Jog next Sunday. Callie and I are running a 1 mile race to benefit the KC Humane Society. It will be Callie’s first big crowd experience (she’s still scared of strangers) but I think the running and presence of other dogs will help.
listening to: Callie snoring under my work desk. It’s my favorite perk of working from home.
drinking: Bigelow green tea, an absolute must for me
wishing: I didn’t have MBA classes this summer, would have made things at work a lot easier.