As much as I wanted Monday to be the best day on the planet, it just didn’t seem to go my way. Sean and I woke up at 4:00 am to the sounds of Mitten Head hawking up what I’ll call a vom-ball. It was half vomit half fur ball. Not exactly the best wake up call.
When I got to work it was like a waterfall of extra work. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’d rather have too much to do than not enough to do. But I plan out my work stuff week by week, and nothing throws off my groove more than … messing up the schedule I created in my head.
But back to better news.
Sean and I went to the awesome running store called West Strides by our house and both FINALLY got new running shoes. I know it’s a little late in the game since we’re running a half marathon… ON SUNDAY! Ok, I’ll chillax with all the caps. My shoes are so comfy and so coolio.
I can’t wait for Sunday, and I really hope I don’t fail!