1. When I am upset with K and we're not getting along - Other than dinner at Hyde Park Bar & Grill on Friday night and a "back-to-school" shopping trip at the mall on Saturday morning, we weren't really getting along this weekend. It all started on Saturday afternoon when he made a seemingly harmless comment about my blog of all things. Everything is fine now, but it ruined the weekend for me.
2. About my running. How did I get here? How did I get to the point where I can hardly run 5 miles? Now, granted that I went out for my 1st run in about a month pretty impulsively last night when it was still HOT and I had a margarita and chips and salsa rolling around in my stomach, but still...the first mile was easy, but that was it. Training for Austin starts this weekend...there's no way that I'm ready for that or probably even the 1/2 in Columbus in October.
3. That my clothes don't fit. I don't even want to get on the scale to see how much weight that I have gained over the past year. Ugh. This has to be a big factor that has contributed to the decline in my running performance.
4. I don't like my job anymore. I really loved my job before my promotion, so that makes it even harder to deal with. I actually started looking at job postings (all across the country) last week. I know that K and I aren't really looking to move somewhere at this point though. We love our lil' blue house.
5. How much I have to worry about money. This is an ever-present issue for me. It is so frustrating for me how little professionals in my field make compared to other disciplines. I went to school for a very long time and racked up a lot of student loans, but the salary that I will likely always make just doesn't compensate for that. I make a "decent" amount here, but I am still living paycheck to paycheck. It is stressful.
6. Friends going through tough times...a break-up, a miscarriage, panic attacks, legal difficulties, an injury.
And, that's why I'm sad and grumpy.
1 comment:
you can be sad and grumpy.
you can do the Columbus 1/2 in October!!! You've done marathons girl, 13 miles piece a cake.
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