Okay, it’s day 28 of the 30 day yoga challenge.
Did I tell you I was doing 30 days of hot yoga?
Well, I am and I have 2 more days to do. Thank the baby Jesus. I’m tired of doing laundry, I mean I’m really tired of doing laundry. Laundry weighs about 10 more pounds when it’s doused in sweat. Gross, yes, I know.
I also decided to do 30 days of yoga at the same time I’ve been studying for the GRE, again. In 10 days I’ll sit for that test. I cannot express how relieved I will feel when this is over, again. I want to scratch my eyes out of my head.
In the midst of GRE and yoga fun, I’m also training for a November marathon. So I had to run 20 miles yesterday. Yes, 20 miles. When I type that distance out and really think about it, it sounds crazy. What kind of person runs 20 miles. I mean I intentionally stood up and actively ran 20 miles on my legs. Sometimes I don’t understand my own choices.
This past weekend I was supposed to run a team relay, but thanks to the government shutdown we deferred our race registration and I gained a weekend I would have otherwise lost. I’m still not sure how I thought I could stay awake for nearly 48 hours and run 22 miles, while also trying to study and complete my yoga classes.
As if I didn’t already have a full schedule, I thought it would be a good idea to go out of town and run a race in New York next weekend. I’m taking the bus to and from, so that means I’ll have ample time to study, problem is moving vehicles make me sleep like a baby. Guess I better suck down a load of caffeine, so I can stay alert.
I’m not belly aching, I’m just saying I might have stretched myself a little thin.