This is going to be a true brain dump and probably not much of substance, but you’ll have that sometimes…
I love my job. I do. I love my co-workers, I’m pretty decent at it, it appeals to my workaholic nature while also being something that I can leave at the office when I walk out at the end of the day. And after working at a job that sucked out my soul little by little and was slowly killing me, it’s a welcome relief to be here. That said, mentally it wears me out. By the end of the day I’m so ready for my workout, and by the end of the week I’m so thankful for the weekend. And just halfway through the week (technically not even as I haven’t gone to work yet today) I’m already looking forward to this weekend.
I’m so pumped for races. Usually my ‘season’ is over after the 10-miler. But I’ve got the bug bad this year, and I’m just getting started. There is no off season anymore, not even a month. Hubby and I are looking at a 5k on New Year’s Eve now, as well as a race on New Year’s Day. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate. So excited for some of the stuff we have planned. Need to start working on a training plan for next year in earnest, though, but will be much easier with a solid 10-mile base to work from. I’m even starting to toy with the idea of another full marathon next fall–I keep thinking that I can beat my time from Columbus (which was my best to date). I know I don’t want to do a spring or summer race though–I’ve got too many other goals I want to accomplish first, but a fall race? Maybe.
Lots to do as always. Happy hump day!