Holy cow, was it a busy day. But a good one. It looks like a paper plant exploded on my desk, though, I still have so much work to do. It can be really feast or famine in our work (we are self employed), and thankfully we have food on our plates, so to speak, even if it's not quite a feast yet. I worked until 5 and didn't feel like doing the gym thang, so no workouts today. I barely ate all day at work (no time to get lunch, it was that busy) and was mentally fried, which is the perfect recipe for--can you guess it?--McDonald's. At least I had an excuse to get the Southwest Salad for dinner.
Yesterday I almost did something nuts, at least for me. I was this close to changing into my running clothes in my car while parked on the side of the road. I was listening to DMB in the car after dropping off DH to pick his up after it was serviced, and was on my way to get the kids, when the Pavlovian response kicked in and I HAD TO GO RUNNING. I only had like 30 minutes before I had to get Luke and knew I didn't have time to go back to the office to change, and it was just so beautiful I wanted to run outside instead of picking up kids and running inside at the gym.
So I'm hashing out in my head where I could park close to Luke's day care provider's house and change my clothes in the car without being seen. I even thought, Man what a cool blog post that would be (how whacked is that?). I even turned onto a side street where I thought no one would notice, but then I came to my senses and instead drove across the street to a gas station.
Hello, my name is Laura and I have a running problem.
I changed into my running clothes in a gas station bathroom. I tried to pretend I wasn't naked next to the perfume for 50 cents dispenser or the "personal products" machine. And got in and out of my clothes in record time. I bought a bottle of water on my way out so I was a patron and not just some crazy lady with a running problem, then got in my car and drove to Luke's sitters house, parked the car on her street, and ran for 2.15 miles.
It was a short one, but it was pretty fast. It felt great just to move and breathe the fresh air in the sun shine, even if it was only for a little over 20 minutes.
***American Idol Blather***
Oh my goodness, David Cook just made my toes curl. His version of "The first time ever I saw your face" gave me goose bumps. Randy is a complete bonehead for not getting it. That was incredible. I thought Simon was nuts to choose that song (nuts, or decidedly evil), but it was amazing. Damn, that boy is fine.