Tuesday, February 7, 2012

The running gods giveth, and the running gods taketh away...

Four weeks ago, I made my return to the Tuesday night track workouts at the University of Memphis.  I had three weeks of good running, followed by last weekend's stellar race.  So you can imagine how pumped I was to go tonight and continue my quest toward baseline-mediocre fastness...


WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, BECKY.  Ugh.  I don't even want to talk about what my body was doing tonight, because it sure as fuck wasn't doing good running.  I'm very disappointed.

Also, I went to the dentist earlier today, and I have two freaking cavities.  I take such good care of my teeth!  I floss every day!  Yeah, I'm That Person.  You didn't think there were people out there anal enough to floss their teeth every damn day, but let me tell you, I am that anal and I floss my teeth every damn day.

This day has not been a day in which the best of me was apparent.  Body, you have failed me.


  1. sending you a virtual hug << U >>


  2. Big hugs!! I hope you've gotten back into good runnin again! And that there will be no more stupid cavities!

    And I know ALL about that, what it's like when your body is totally failing you. It's so damn frustrating and discouraging. Sigh. :-/


  3. Thank you, Jess!! And HUGS BACK! (Miss you!!!) Though the events of the days since I wrote this have not really improved, I'm glad to say my attitude has. :) Onward! :D