I got a smartphone.
Next thing you know, I'll have a Garmin instead of my current GPS (Generally Pretty Stupid) running watch.
Whoa now. I can only handle so many changes at once without going crazy. Although, I may already be there. I texted someone the other night about being "auto-corrected", and my phone auto-corrected it to "auto-cracy" (ain't that irony). Yep. I only owned the sucker for 12 hours, and it told me I was crazy. Good times.
So, speaking of autocracy, which if you google it, is defined as a country, state, or society governed by one person with absolute power, I'm kinda there. No, I'm not pulling a Hillary and running for office, but I finally feel in control of my life again (minus the 4am anxiety attack I had a few nights ago that I was never going to get all my work done...yes, relapsing is totally okay at least once, maybe four times, a week). Working full time, raising the best son in the world (sorry, yours is pretty cool, but mine is the best), training for a marathon, and having time for friends/family ain't no easy feat, but I would have it no other way. I mean, who am I kidding...I think I like being cracy?!
Mm k, let's talk running...yay! I have been hitting the roads again for nine weeks now, and I feel FABALICIOUS (please note that this word did NOT get auto-corrected by my smartphone. oh, okay.). Every time I make a jump in miles, my tummy and arm pinch me and remind me to stay in check. They then settle down until the next jump, but I know now what to expect (thanks again, Elite Performance Chiropractic!). I ran my longest run since the 2013 Shamrock Marathon this past Saturday (13.6 miles), feeling pretty cozy at 7:20 pace, and I gotta say, I'm pretty flippin' pleased to have done that already. I have a long way to go to hit my goal pace over 26.2, but I am confident that I am well on my way again.
And on that note, it's time to get back to work to avoid another relapse. We are taking Logan to the mountains this weekend, and we vowed to leave work at home. Logan is hoping to add a few more pins to his "breweries and wineries visited" map, which is the weekend's goal. Oh, your baby doesn't have one of those? Oh, you don't know any other babies that do either? Well, yeah, I already told you that we have the best son in the world, soooo, that makes sense...
Happy Running!
...or being naked, whatever.
...or being naked, whatever.
