No, seriously, this is the never ending week. Since Monday I’ve been waking up thinking it’s Friday and having those moments when I’m all excited because I’m thinking, “it’s FRIDAY!” and then the realization hits me and I’m left thinking, “well, fuck.”
I am quite excited for the weekend, though. Ever since I tossed my training schedule and just started running whatever the fuck pace I felt like running, my mood has improved dramatically and I actually feel like running more miles because that combined with the nice weather is basically like I started building my giant ice castle on the mountain from the top of which I’m yelling, “no right no wrong no pace for meeeeeee, I’m freeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! fuck it all! fuck it all! I’m running whatever the hell I want! Here I’ll stand, and here I’ll stay, ’til I feel like moving again. And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast, I’m never going back, the plan is in the trash!”
Plus, there are just so many activities this weekend: Yoga on the mall, which I’ve been using my Yoga with Adriene Youtube videos to prep for; volunteering at the Cherry Blossom 10 miler on Sunday (I’ll be at the finish line and plan on wearing bright pink pants and being that person who yells “YOUR WATER BOTTLE ISN’T A SOUVENIR, OPEN IT AND DRINK!” It’ll be just like you’re at Disney); and I’ll have a nice 10 mile long run before my next half marathon on the 13th. I was hoping to do a 5k in Crystal City Virginia but I don’t know if I’ll get out of work early enough to make it.
Despite it being a long week and this is only Thursday, I feel like I’ve learned some important lessons. Mainly, that my lack of confidence comes across in everything I do. This is why I need more Ballet with Jenn: learning to fake it til I make it.
I also learned that generally speaking, I excel in cheering other people on, giving them direction, then sitting back and watching them work. Thursday morning was my first time ever coxing, and I rocked the shit out of it and I didn’t even get to use the awesome headset because it was broken. I prefaced it with, “Just to warn you, I haven’t driven/steered anything in about 10 years, so, you know… I hope you all can swim.” Everyone told me I did awesome, though I’m assuming that’s just because they don’t want to have to do it–but I could see myself volunteering to do it every week and I didn’t do any irreparable damage to the boat and/or any other people out on the river so you know, job well done.
So I leave you with a view of the Jefferson Memorial…