Normally, I run for fun and exercise, but for two or three weeks there I was Running for a Purpose, which was to ‘train’ to do 10km in one of those charity races. Having this task to complete by a certain date was really motivating, and once I did it, I felt very accomplished. Funny how that works.
It has now been four days since my last run and I miss it. I had a day of rest, followed by a day of laziness, at which point I was hit with a sore throat which has morphed into a kind of indescribable all-body malaise that leaves me devoid of both energy and positivity. Witness: my thesis sucks but I have almost no work at the moment so I have to write it now but I'm tired. The mirror seems to reflect this dowdy, expressionless face and hair that screams, do something drastic to me now! My posture is getting worse, my only friend talks solely about his ex-girlfriend, and I have no libido. Even the weather is shite – June isn’t meant to be Wool Hat Month.
I am so lucky not to have to listen to me as I search for a new point to myself.
2 comments:
You are both lovely and exciting. Nothing is wrong with your hair. But I get it.
:) I thought you might!
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