And just like that shit hits the fan. You assume, ok a normal week. No problem. Then it hits. An event I had no idea I would be part of placed on my lap making the week seem pretty darn daunting. That whole get enough sleep, take care of yourself, set up for success pre-race day I was hoping to rock, ya not so much.
But at least it is even more of a reason for me to take this race conservatively. I will be that girl laughing her head off the whole race – aka if you are planning on watching you better yell at me. I get a kick out of people calling my name.
Let’s get back to the trades, shall we?
I would trade… work woes. As I said, we have a big event Wednesday where responsibilities were just thrown at us. It also means I have a pretty late night Wednesday seeing as the event ends at 8 pm then breakdown probably till about 9:30 pm. Whatever, work is work. I am trying to do better at complaining you can tell I am failing at this one.
I would trade… pitch black runs. I don’t remember this kind of dark or at least running in it. I know I did though at one point but boy was that a change lacing up, starting and finishing my runs with no light. One bonus – peeing in bushes is a lot easier. I didn’t say that…
I would trade… panic at the metro. Oh you see what I did there? Moving on. The metro always has something wrong, the thing is, the big game is which line will it hit. The fact I need to travel on two lines to get work makes it even riskier of a game for me. I usually first hear about delays through panicky tweets, then walking up the platform you can usually tell the status and of course finished by overhearing the various commuters in their tizzy rants. I have to say, I hold my breathe now every time I head down to the platform. If I see a crowd, I know I am screwed.
I would trade… stomach jumbles. Of course the week before a race my stomach would decide it hates me. I can’t win this battle, I having a flare up like whoa. Stress is probably helping it. Lies I tell myself.
I would trade… Peeps not ready yet. The lovely Allison bought me Peeps on a stick. Hilarious I know. Molly got to witness me slashing a hole in the packaging on the ride home to make sure they began getting stale. I let them sit for a while. They are not ready yet. I am patiently waiting. Patiently eyeing them. Stale up bad boys.
I would trade… no time to deep clean my apartment. I get that way that when guests are coming I want my place to be spotless. Well, Chelsie is sleeping over Saturday night and I sadly informed her I would not have time to do proper cleaning. I did say I would buy toilet paper, that has to happen. Gosh, I am just such a great host. In my dream. Let’s hope I don’t scare her off. Besides that part Saturday night is going to be a blast.
I would trade… the coffee balance game. We all do this right? Knowing we want coffee but not sure what the right balance will be between too much and too little. I can’t find the balance yet. I bring my coffee to work everyday, either finishing the whole thing or only half of it. Some days I chug it like no other, some days I just can’t stomach anymore and some days I need way more. I need a coffee meter in my body that lets me know what is going to work. This game is way too confusing for me.
I would trade… cheese ball hangover. Allison also gave me and Molly cheese balls. Maybe it is because I hadn’t had them in so long or maybe I just was in the mood but boy did they taste amazing. Puffs of cheesy goodness. Holy yum. I packed some for a snack today. I do feel like a three year old carrying them around but I don’t even care. You have your trail mixes, fancy bars and fruit – I have my cheese balls. I see a clear winner in that one.
I would trade… college tour approaching. I mentioned this a few times but my organization takes about 30-35 tenth and eleventh grade metro DC kids on a week long college tour each year during spring break. So while you all get a week off, we are going to be taking a bus (oh holy hell) to Boston. Six schools in five days. Ouch. Between lack of sleep, food and sanity – it will be one interesting five days. It also means zero internet for me so I will be looking for some lovely guest posters. Shoot me an email if you are interested!
Ok… dragging feet… I’ll put on my big girl pants/dress/skirt…. I would NOT trade…
- Coworkers who understand and laugh about the crazy with me. I have two that just make this week that much more bearable.
- Molly’s birthday in FOUR days. Sure, why not, it means she gets even more knowledge and wisdom to spread my way.
- Music because it is saving my week on a whole new level.
- To do lists. Only organizational tool out there for me.
That whole mutli- taking project is going on the back burner. I need to full on use that skill to make it through this week. Who knew the biggest mood elevator would be a 13.1 mile race? Gah I just love those halves.
Have a great Tuesday!
Questions: What would you trade on this Tuesday? What wouldn’t you trade?