1:59:41
That's the unofficial time for my first ever half marathon, which I ran by myself this morning.
And now my legs feel like they're going to fall off.
And now my legs feel like they're going to fall off.
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Saturday, November 10, 2007
Saturday, November 03, 2007
We put on our winter skin and walk
The end of my probationary period at Big Loud Bucks is rapidly approaching, and this past week was basically my final exam.
First, I woke up on Sunday with the beginnings of a cold. By Monday, my entire head was clogged, and yet I had to go to work, what with final preparations for the end of the quarter taking place. My boss graciously let me leave early on Tuesday, since by that time I looked and felt quite miserable.
Wednesday was the big day. We had meetings with clients virtually all day long, with a break for lunch. Thursday was slightly better, with meetings spread out over the day that accounted for half my time. Meanwhile, I was working to get our numbers lined up and getting ready for the start of next quarter. During all of these meetings, my job was to explain our royalty statements to the client and tell them why they're getting the check they are. Some were disappointed in the amount, but all seemed to genuinely appreciate the time we took to explain everything to them.
So that was basically the focus of my week: survival.
Because of all the work I was trying to take good care of myself, and thus took full advantage of not having to be at work til 9, and thus did not go running this week. Until today, that is, when I woke up and decided that, instead of my planned 7.7 mile run, I would go closer to 10 miles. Somehow I finished (still not sure how), and now, 6 hours later, I'm still pretty exhausted. But it does feel good to know that I can go that far, especially considering that at least a mile of the distance I added was uphill. I think I would like to try to run the Country Music Half-Marathon route sometime soon, maybe even next Saturday. We shall see.
I got the sudden urge to do two things today: 1. Write a screenplay (a persistent dream that I vow will someday become reality) 2. Make chicken and sausage gumbo. The latter of those is a bit more achievable, I may even attempt it tomorrow (although next weekend is looking more likely).
I need to start working on a Christmas list. And getting a Christmas tree! I really want to get a real tree for our house this year, and I should start preparing for that now, seeing as the only thing I have are lights. Something to put on the list (more of a metaphorical list than anything else).
Wow, so much.
OH! I went to a high school football game last night! It was a ton of fun, hanging out with Jon, Matt, Jess, and Tracy, with McDougal's before and Starbucks after, and it was just about the best way to spend the first Friday evening in November.
And again, if you haven't started listening to Christmas music yet, you are missing out.
First, I woke up on Sunday with the beginnings of a cold. By Monday, my entire head was clogged, and yet I had to go to work, what with final preparations for the end of the quarter taking place. My boss graciously let me leave early on Tuesday, since by that time I looked and felt quite miserable.
Wednesday was the big day. We had meetings with clients virtually all day long, with a break for lunch. Thursday was slightly better, with meetings spread out over the day that accounted for half my time. Meanwhile, I was working to get our numbers lined up and getting ready for the start of next quarter. During all of these meetings, my job was to explain our royalty statements to the client and tell them why they're getting the check they are. Some were disappointed in the amount, but all seemed to genuinely appreciate the time we took to explain everything to them.
So that was basically the focus of my week: survival.
Because of all the work I was trying to take good care of myself, and thus took full advantage of not having to be at work til 9, and thus did not go running this week. Until today, that is, when I woke up and decided that, instead of my planned 7.7 mile run, I would go closer to 10 miles. Somehow I finished (still not sure how), and now, 6 hours later, I'm still pretty exhausted. But it does feel good to know that I can go that far, especially considering that at least a mile of the distance I added was uphill. I think I would like to try to run the Country Music Half-Marathon route sometime soon, maybe even next Saturday. We shall see.
I got the sudden urge to do two things today: 1. Write a screenplay (a persistent dream that I vow will someday become reality) 2. Make chicken and sausage gumbo. The latter of those is a bit more achievable, I may even attempt it tomorrow (although next weekend is looking more likely).
I need to start working on a Christmas list. And getting a Christmas tree! I really want to get a real tree for our house this year, and I should start preparing for that now, seeing as the only thing I have are lights. Something to put on the list (more of a metaphorical list than anything else).
Wow, so much.
OH! I went to a high school football game last night! It was a ton of fun, hanging out with Jon, Matt, Jess, and Tracy, with McDougal's before and Starbucks after, and it was just about the best way to spend the first Friday evening in November.
And again, if you haven't started listening to Christmas music yet, you are missing out.
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