… an overweight alcoholic.
I mostly jest, but running is my stress release, my anti-depressant, my coping mechanism, my “me time”.
I am also a huge stress eater. Running both keeps my stress levels down so I don’t feel the need to eat an entire box of cookies (or a whole container of frosting or ice cream), but when I do, running helps burn off the calories.
As far as the alcohol, despite my love of craft beer, I’ve never actually leaned on it to help me survive a stressful situation. (In fact, I often choose to have dessert instead of a beer if there aren’t any good beers available. Yes, I’m a beer snob but I’ll eat sugar in just about any form.)
So, I run.
Right now I’m a third of the way through my taper for MCM. I’m really good at tapering. I’m so good that I haven’t done much running. (OK, you know you’ve been running with Hansons when you run 28+ miles in a week and claim you didn’t run much.) I’m feeling a little tweaky, but hopefully two more weeks of quality over quantity will put me at the start line with fresh legs and a good attitude.
Next up: time to obsess about my outfit. I’ve got my shoes, skirt (in a pattern that is appropriately named “Rockstar”), and I guess I’m going to wear the same tank as last year…
Time to look for some socks and a hat…