Such is my life – a couple steps forward and then a GIGANTIC leap backwards. There is no describing what a complete and total failure I feel like today.
I went to do my long run and my goal was to get 13 miles in. HA! Not quite. I made it 9 measly fucking miles before I surrendered.
The 3 mile walk back was filled with anger, feeling sorry for myself and a whole bunch of name calling.
It wasn’t too long ago that I thought I might be able to run the 1812 challenge – and now I can’t even run the fucking half-marathon.
I then spent the afternoon mired in self-pity alternating with self-hatred.
So, yeah, I am a JOY to be around right now – I’ll bet you wish you could hang with me, right?