The marathon wasn't the day I wanted. Shocking, I know. *rolleyes*
This time, though, I feel differently about the experience. I'm frustrated, rather than dejected, which is a better place to be. Legs cramped bad -- especially my left quad and my right calf. I'm blaming the day on my pacing, though I'm not sure if that necessarily would produce such cramping. Whatev. I don't want to analyze it anymore -- I just want to get out there and run another one better...
I've been swamped with school work this year. Too many kids in my classes. Ugh.
I'm also working on renovating some stuff in my house. Floors, kitchen cabinets and countertops, window treatments, and a few other things. What I really want is the contractor on Property Brothers -- an HGTV show I'm addicted to -- to come do my house. If anyone out there has contacts with HGTV, let me know what I need to do to get on one of their house renovation shows, please!
So all that, plus working at the running store and now getting ready for Christmas, means I've been busy. And time's been passing by. Nothing too exciting, nothing terrible.
