I've had quite the week. I am rather tired so please bear with me if this rambles.
I started the week angry about my job, tired and frustrated. I've said before that I don't want to get into it, and I don't, but suffice it to say it was not a string of happy moments, and hadn't been. My husband and I had been talking about my job nearly nonstop, and that's not good. Not that I'm not a, er, thrilling conversationalist, but the bottom line was that it was dominating my thoughts and days and waking moments. The nadir was Monday night.
But then suddenly on Tuesday it just lifted, and while things are not 100% sunny (they never really are -- I'm not referred to as The Voice of Doom for nothing, dontcha know), they are considerably better. Essentially I took something I've learned here and been practicing from here, which is asserting myself better. If I'm gonna fight for my food rights then I will fight for other things as well.
Immediately I became less tired and irritated, and suddenly Mr. J and I had other topics to discuss. The Tuesday reprieve happened at the perfect time as Wednesday was my birthday (I turned 47). I went to work, I mean, it's what we responsible adult types do. I even got to attend a meeting. Oh joy. But hey, I got through it. My birthday treat was a Skinny Cow ice cream sandwich. They are marvelous.
Thursday passed normally, and Friday I took the laptop home, in an effort to get something done over the weekend. Due to the three-day weekend, some automated stuff will not work properly. Hence the idea was to get a jump on that. I don't adore bringing work home but this was not intended to take too long.
By Sunday things were zipping along when I received a notification that I was SP's Motivator of the Day. That is one odd honor. At least it was for me. I got online and immediately saw I had a ton of notifications to wade through. Since I'd finally finished wading through the birthday notifications (not just here, but also on Facebook), not that I mind but I was a lil tired, I was puzzled. How could so many people be doing the belated birthday thing? Then I saw, there was an email that said I was Motivator o' the Day. Ah, suddenly the notification upsurge made sense. I love them -- don't get me wrong -- but I like to answer people individually if I can, which can make for a lot of posting on my part.
Then today, a day off (by the way, I only got a jump on a few work things -- something ugly awaits tomorrow). And what do I do on my day off these days? I run a 5K.
It was good, I felt stronger and a tad faster, and those were correct beliefs. I shaved off 4 seconds from my previous time, for a new personal best of 43 minutes and 32 seconds. My husband shaved off a good 90 seconds from his previous time. The results aren't up as of this writing, but they'll be here: www.3craceproductions.co
Just go to Bad Habit Productions and click on Results. I suspect I'm last or near last (my husband's finish is something like 78th or so, out of over 300 participants), again, which is just fine by me. I do what I want to do, and I run or walk or jog or stride as I am able to. And if I am last then I am still faster than anyone who didn't race (take THAT, Usain Bolt!) and as for my fellow racers, it is my privilege and my honor to make them all winners.
Once we got home, we immediately grabbed the frisbee and headed out. Our walking was a tad slower than usual, and we only played for 10 minutes, but I was still able to jump and run after the disc.
Now my glutes are barkin' but I otherwise feel good. Things turned around incredibly quickly, and I am grateful that this week played out in this order and not in reverse.
The next race will be in October, then another one in November and then nothing until at least February, due to expected bad weather, family obligations and upcoming surgery.
What will this week bring? I'm searching the skies but I think it'll be another surprise. In the meantime, I'm takin' a nap. This week has exhausted me. But in a good way.