Thursday, July 21, 2011
Like the wind
The downside of my athletic triumph, of course, is that I am exhausted and ravenous all the time. At work, at approximately 3:30 or so each day, I find myself skulking around the office looking for a snack to eat -- some kind of leftovers offered for public consumption or something I can poach without incident. Like a pathetic woodland creature doomed to die in the winter, I usually find nothing. I have also been extremely tired all week. Last night we were reading when I was suddenly overcome with exhaustion and had to excuse myself to the bedroom to take a nap. It was eight p.m., and this was distressing. I woke up at nine feeling very discombobulated.
Tonight I'm celebrating tomorrow's rest day by staying up for a thrilling evening of "The Real Housewives of New York." I don't have to run tomorrow. I just have to navigate the heat, and try to combat the self-loathing that comes from watching too much Bravo. And that sounds great to me.
Photo: Alice trying on my running shoes after I returned home on Wednesday morning