Training Train Wreck

Restless Egg Syndrome.

Restless Egg Syndrome.

So I’m an idiot. I just realized this morning that I bought concert tickets for us for Christmas for the night before Run the Bluegrass. AND THE CONCERT IS IN ANOTHER STATE. Words cannot describe how upset I am with myself for this massive scheduling conflict. I feel like all of my training thus far was for naught and that I will surely burn out before another race comes around that I can fit into my life. I thought maybe I could do the Derby Half or the Pig Half instead since they are a few weeks later, but then I realized that in order to avoid another scheduling conflict, I’ll have to wait since I don’t have a schedule. And I hate it.

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WERK!!

 

DO YOUR THAAANG. ON THE RUNWAY – WWWWEEERRRRRRKKK!!

That’s right. I went with RuPaul. There’s really no other way to describe how today went down, other than to jazz it up with this song. Because today was, to put it simply, boring. Woohoo for orientation! Now, I will admit that I appreciate the thorough approach they are taking to covering our benefits, responsibilities, etc. At my last job, they handed us the employee handbook and said, “see ya later.” So yeah.

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