9-Wreck

I am not gonna lie, last week was rough. On most fronts.

My stress level may have hit peak levels. I wasn’t feeling great either.

No running on Monday as I had promised to help my dad with something.

Tuesday saw a nice, fairly relaxing run. I just enjoyed the sky and cleared my head. It was great while it lasted. 3 miles.

We don’t talk about Wednesday. Nope. Nope. Nope.

I desperately needed a good run on Thursday. However, that wish was denied. I headed out for a run after work and it hurt. My left leg was pissed and it would not loosen up. I ended up calling it and turning around to hobble back to the car.

Friday was a compression sock wearing stress ball kind of day.

Road trip!!! Saturday dawned bright and early and I was off to Napa with my mother. A little shopping along the way and then it was off to the expo. Not gonna lie, I felt a little claustrophobic in the expo. It was a snug fit in a tight space. Then we drove to find the race start and then our hotel. I suck at maps. The hotel was over 30 minutes away from the start. Oops. After the draining week, it didn’t take much for me to doze off early. Now if only I could have stayed asleep.