Starting off with the workout: my train was a full 45 minutes late this morning, which gave me exactly one hour to change, run 3 miles, shower, change back, and get upstairs to run a meeting. I accomplished this by running that 3 miles like a monster was chasing me on the treadmill. I feel like my tracker must be wrong – it clocked me in at 9’11" overall. It was tough but not SUPER TOUGH. Getting faster out of necessity?
So I ran that meeting, and then I had 3 more. One got cancelled, and I’m trying to do some useful work until the next. Which is really writing up a ton of meeting notes and sending some intense emails trying not to drop any balls. (And spending 10 minutes writing this blog post because it’s a break for my brain.) Meanwhile I have a pile of other things that I keep pushing aside that are getting louder and louder. Yesterday I just took them home and worked on them in the evening, but today I won’t get home until like 9:30 (SCA practice).
I never understood people who were like "oh I got so busy at work I forgot to eat". Yesterday that is literally what happened. I’m eating yesterday’s lunch today… I need to go fetch it from the fridge…
I don’t understand how people can get into a position where they can wake up and then go run 3 miles. I feel like it takes me an hour to start the day.
I have a hard time rolling out of bed and into my running shoes too, fwiw. This was 2 hours and a cup of coffee later.