Blessings..of sorts?
Ah, what a crappy week. Coming back from vacation is never easy and dealing with a week like this one is frustrating. I have to remind myself of all the great things I have to snap out of it. Why I can't remain in a state of serenity all the time is beyond me. How is it that some people are so unaffected by everything around them? Why am I not one of those people?
This week's running was terrible. After getting back from our lovely vacation at sea level running up here was just pure hell (please have selective memory when I try and convince you that running in Colorado is no different than anywhere else). We did not do a long run this week, and we only successfully completed one short run. This morning I just snapped after 15 minutes of running. My joints are tired, my lungs are tired, and for some reason I have mentally checked out of running. This is not good and only leads to bigger problems. I'm stressed so I'm not running well and not running is leading to more stress. AHAHA.
The week was also filled with work disappointments. A great deal gone south, the arrival of my promotional products that look like a 3 year old made them, the inevitable panic about what this year will bring, and finally my assistant leaving me. The last one is actually a blessing but it still sucks that I didn't beat her to the punch. It was hard for me not to keep the smile off my face when she told me she wanted to transition out of the position. I just told her to make yesterday her last day and did a little jig. One confrontation over but a rocky road ahead with finding a good fit. I think I'm such a pain in the ass that there is little chance of that.
What else can I bitch about? Ah, nothing. So I shall harp on about our dog. This morning the poor dear was, without ceremony, plopped into the shower and given a good scrub down. I don't think she appreciated our efforts one bit although she did fairly well. I'm wondering if she will swim or not.
This week's running was terrible. After getting back from our lovely vacation at sea level running up here was just pure hell (please have selective memory when I try and convince you that running in Colorado is no different than anywhere else). We did not do a long run this week, and we only successfully completed one short run. This morning I just snapped after 15 minutes of running. My joints are tired, my lungs are tired, and for some reason I have mentally checked out of running. This is not good and only leads to bigger problems. I'm stressed so I'm not running well and not running is leading to more stress. AHAHA.
The week was also filled with work disappointments. A great deal gone south, the arrival of my promotional products that look like a 3 year old made them, the inevitable panic about what this year will bring, and finally my assistant leaving me. The last one is actually a blessing but it still sucks that I didn't beat her to the punch. It was hard for me not to keep the smile off my face when she told me she wanted to transition out of the position. I just told her to make yesterday her last day and did a little jig. One confrontation over but a rocky road ahead with finding a good fit. I think I'm such a pain in the ass that there is little chance of that.
What else can I bitch about? Ah, nothing. So I shall harp on about our dog. This morning the poor dear was, without ceremony, plopped into the shower and given a good scrub down. I don't think she appreciated our efforts one bit although she did fairly well. I'm wondering if she will swim or not.
posted by bobette @ 1:07 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:40 PM ,
Megan said...
That sucks the deal went south. The good news is that I *know* that you'll do great this year! I'm a little bit psychic, so you must believe me. ;) Asst quitting = good in the long run. Think how much you learned to ask a candidate next time you are ready to do interviews.
Re: running. I'm super impressed that you've been doing so well with it. I mean, you ran almost every day on vacation while I sat on my butt in bed! I still remember when I decided to run while I was in Atlanta and ran and ran and ran and thought I was the greatest runner in the world. Then I came back to Denver determined to be a runner, ran about a minute and then realized it was the altitude that made it easy. Damn!
Now that I've been all perky and positive, I shall go back to my day of feeling sorry for myself and trying to force myself to get ready for Oscar party that I'm not too excited about for some reason. Might have something to do with the world's absolute worst cramps today. I'm on 5 Advils as I type this and still in pain. I've never taken that many in my life for cramps. Argh. Stupid dysfunctional body.
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