Still haven't fit a run in since the "fun run" in Chicago last Sunday; however, instead of feeling guilty about this, I am feeling relaxed. It has been so great this weekend to not have a long run/race looming over me. So Friday night when I stayed up until 1 am watching "Knocked Up," I didn't have to feel terrible because I was able to sleep in on Saturday morning instead of getting up at the ass-crack of dawn for a run. Plus, I was able to drink my share of the beer, because? That's right I didn't have to run the next day.
And Saturday night? I ate a HUGE dinner my husband made for us without thinking of the carb to protein ratio, AND I again stayed up until 1 am watching a movie. Because? I don't have to run today either.
I do realize, of course, that if continued, this behavior would lead me to weigh in as an lard-ass, yet right now, I'm just enjoying the running hiatus.
Today, I am going to see the Broadway production of "The Wedding Singer" not on Broadway, but at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts (Broward, Broadway, they're close enough, right?) with my friends and we're meeting early for lunch beforehand. Which means that I need to go get in the shower...pronto. Perhaps, I'll get that debut run in this evening, or perhaps not. I'm not that worried about the return run; I'll get to it when I get to it.