Not a whole lot going on here. I’m eating a lot of junk and sitting on my butt a lot. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be able to go for a “recovery” run. It all kind of depends on the cold I’m getting (thanks Shoo) and a very bruised toe.
I just updated my sidebar with my marathon time. It gave me shivers to do that. I still have a hard time believing that it’s over. I feel like I’m wandering around looking for a new goal. (Beer Geek better be happy that I’m looking for running goals, not big changes like a new house or new baby LOL).
I totally forgot to mention one funny thing that happened after the marathon. When we stopped at the coffee shop, my mom turned to me and informed me that she didn’t have keys to our house. Umm, ok, well, neither did I. And Beer Geek was on his way out of town (and I’m pretty sure his cell phone was in the trunk of the car). I was having visions of having to break into my house. You know, ’cause the rest of my day was boring and all. Run 26.2 miles, walk 3, and break a few windows. Isn’t that how everyone does a marathon? Thankfully, our neighbor was home and had a key to our back door, so it turned out to not be a problem. But, geez, I micromanaged everything else and totally forgot about keys to the house.