So many things today.
First off, I randomly ran 7 miles on Monday. My body is now screaming “WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU” at me. I had absolutely no intention of running that far. I had planned four with a hope and dream to complete them without walking. Instead, the weather was so nice (70 degrees with 24% humidity. AMAZING) and the sunset was so pretty that I completely fell into my thoughts and woke up 3.5 miles later.
Seems so close, but it’s not. Not at all. When I looked at my Garmin, I almost had a panic attack. I was significantly worried I wouldn’t make it home (took me way too long to realize I could just walk and be totally fine). Anyway, I miraculously made it back with only a couple of one minute walking breaks. I’m really so mad at myself for a) being that detached from my surroundings and b) running that far for absolutely no reason. My hips and knees hurt so badly I can barely get up stairs. Moral of the story: pay attention when you run. You might encounter a bad guy or run way too far (and God forbid that ever happen).
This time change sucks. Besides the lack of sleep, it’s super dark in the morning. Normally, when I leave the gym in the mornings, the sun is up. Now, not so much. This morning when I was schlepping out of the gym, I failed to see a curb and pick my feet up, so I tripped and face planted.
I didn’t actually hurt myself, it just scared me to death. I didn’t even have a second to try and catch myself. Thankfully, I landed on my gym bag and not my hands because my wrists would have just snapped in two. Too much weight on generally useless joints. I don’t know WTF is my deal. It cannot be normal to fall this much.
Olivia Wilde. WTF? Regarding her current fiance Jason Sudeikis she said:
“I thought, I’m not beautiful enough or his type…. thought, He won’t be interested in me; I’m not a contender. He was so cool, so funny — I was such a fan of his and had always fancied his speed and his intelligence. He’s a brilliant actor with a brain like lightning.”
There are just so many things that piss me off here. He’s cool and smart and funny and quick-witted and so she must not be good enough because she isn’t pretty enough. That’s all she has to offer. He gets all these great personality traits and all she gives herself is her looks. God forbid she be worried about not being smart enough or funny, if she can just be more beautiful then that man can be hers. And he’s a cute guy, but seriously Olivia? You’re gorgeous. You get paid to stand around and look beautiful. And if she’s just saying it to try and sound down-to-earth then I hate it even more.
Apparently not everyone on campus knew I was in India for five weeks. Some of them thought I got engaged (which why would I leave work for five weeks?) and others thought I had a baby. This does wonders for my self-esteem. Especially considering that two people have said “you look great for just having a baby.” Considering I didn’t carry another human in my body for nine months, that is not at all flattering. So not only am I still Cely Smart: Spinster at Large, I’ve also misplaced my baby.
Also, my computer mouse is malfunctioning. Instead of highlighting, it just drags things about and rearranges my words. This is making me very upset.