Can I get a hot tub?
It's Friday! (Can I get
a hot tub an "Amen!", please?)
True to form, I had a hard time falling asleep last night and was in desperate need of coffee this morning. I wandered into the break room with my owl coffee mug, horrified to find that nothing had been brewed. Day-old coffee sat cold and forgotten in the murky glass pot.
Since the break room is on a different floor from my office and I didn’t have time to stand there and wait for another pot to brew, I had no choice but to reheat the old batch. It tasted exactly how it sounds.
But hey, whatever it takes to power through, right? Our department, like most departments on campus, has been slammed with summer projects and we’re just now starting to come up for air. I’m really proud of all that we’ve accomplished in the past few weeks, but man, we need a BREAK!
My sleep schedule has been so off kilter recently that I’m a slave to taking naps after work, especially after a hectic day in the office. No matter how hard I try to fight it, the second I get home the dress pants come off and the sweat pants come on. Then I’m so disoriented and groggy from my hour-long nap, my evening run suffers.
I haven’t had a good run in about a week and it was really starting to bum me out (that and the bleeding heels haven’t been helping). So last night I allotted myself only a 30-minute power nap and lemme tell ya, it saved my work out. My speed increased, I didn’t feel nauseous, and I really enjoyed myself. The construction and trail renovations by my house are FINALLY completed and now I can run from our townhouse all the way to the trails without stopping for traffic.
When I got home from my run, I was really excited to tell Clayton all about it … until I realized that I can only enjoy it for another 6 weeks before we move to the other side of town. Boo.
Another helpful trick for pulling myself out of my running slump? I adjusted the display on my Garmin watch to this:
I’m only monitoring my distance, not my overall time or pace. It’s proven to be far less of a distraction and I can fully concentrate on how I feel, not on how fast I am or am not moving. (Although I do check the final time and pace at the end of the run because, come on, I AM human.)
In other news, Clayton and I discovered that we have a very cool plant in our backyard. After texting my mom (who knows a LOT about gardening), she confirmed that the giant buds sprouting from this bush were in fact yucca plants. Aren’t they amazing and kind of absurdly big?
I hope everyone has a great weekend!