It's a Beautiful Morning

Sunday
Due to my crazy schedule, my alarm went off at 7 this morning, and I quickly hit the roads. I ran the Woodstock 10K race course twice-a decent run and quit uneventful. After the first loop, I stopped at my car to change cds, grab my sun glasses and water bottle. The second loop was a bit slower. (A cute scene along the way: three little children attempting to catch falling leaves from a tree in their front yard.)
Miles: 12.4
Time: 1:54 (rapid runner is not as speedy as running chick) :)

Saturday – nothing :(

If you are only interest in running, you don’t have to read any further, but I want to add something else that isn’t necessarily training related.
Yesterday I skipped my run for no particular reason. I wasn't sick or tired, I simply did not feel like running for some strange reason. One of the many reasons why I run, is because it allows me to relax and clear my head. Maybe it sounds crazy, but I think that skipping my run really effected the way I felt the rest of the night. Later in the evening, I started feeling; guilty about not running, completely overwhelmed with all my work, and really missing my sister. I started having a "pity party" for myself, with out even realizing it. Consequently, I must apologize to my family and instant messenger friends for being extremely selfish. I completely forgot about giving thanks for some the most amazing blessings in my life, like having a sister who traveled half way around the world, because she was called to work in an orphanage and having the opportunity to further my education...regardless of how much work that requires. I am sure I could go on forever----so no more "pity parties" for me!