I skipped my other run. We went to look at that house again and when we got home, I fell asleep on the couch. For 4 hours. Umm, oops? I woke up an hour and a half before the gym closes and to pouring rain. I’m trying to tell myself that if I slept for that long, my body needed it and not to push myself or I’m not going to get rid of this cold. I just have a hard time knowing that I’m training for a race and I haven’t run since Tuesday. Although, in the grand scheme of things, skipping a 3 and 4 mile run isn’t that big of a deal, is it? I know that I’ve skipped training runs in the past. Obviously, I have conflicting thoughts.
Buying a house is scary. The next step in our process is to make an offer and that scares the crap out of me. If it were up to me, I’d just rent forever because it’s not so permanent. But I know that financially that’s stupid and also, our landlord had mentioned something about wanting to put our townhouse on the market in the Spring anyway. I have fear of house commitment, apparently.
After looking at the house and talking to our relator for like an hour about the buying process, Jason and I went to Mediterranean Grill for lunch. I had a cup of Lentil Soup and a Fettoush Salad. For dinner, I could not figure out what I wanted, so ended up with one of my local Greek yogurts and a sweet potato. Random.
The yogurt was kind of the best thing ever which leads me to believe that the nutritional data is wrong. There is no way that it only has six grams of fat. I mean, they don’t have a USDA nutritional facts label on the stuff, so what would prevent them from just guessing? How does a local farm or business test nutritional information, anyway? I’ve never thought about that before. It was mighty tasty though. As for my sweet potato, I started putting nut butter on them a couple years ago and I highly recommend it.
I’m not very good at living in the present. I am constantly thinking about the future; looking forward to certain events or dreading them. I guess that’s normal in a way. But right now I’m completely stressing myself out by thinking of all this stuff that’s supposed to happen this Spring – my father’s surgery, buying a house, running a half marathon and our wedding. I know it’s good stuff (besides the surgery) but it just seems like so much. I need to just focus on the now. Right now, at 7:19 on Sunday night, I’m not dealing with any of these things. I’m sitting at my dining room table typing a blog entry. I’m doing laundry. I’m thinking about a meal plan for the week. I don’t need to be stressing out about upcoming stress. I’m just harming myself really. I need to just breathe sometimes and I forget that.