Thursday, 24 January 2013

Just in : Brooks Glycerin 10s...and a whole lotta moaning!

I'm not gonna lie, the enthusiasm I had for the new year is quickly fading. Instead of being my organized, (wannabe) on-top-of-it-all self, the move, combined with this killer-work-project, have knocked the wind out of me. 

 Case in point: Saturday is G's birthday and so far I've managed to get him a card. That's it. No friggin' gift. Nada. Nothing. Nix. Zilch. 

 I've got so much on but it seems that instead of perfecting my juggling act (as I usually claim to be able to do), I'm failing miserably at it all. I still haven't uncovered in which box most of my clothes are (good thing I work from home at the moment!). House fail. I'm realizing that I completely underestimated this work project I've taken on and am seriously intimidated by the looming deadline. Work fail. The Brighton half marathon is only a few weeks away and, well... Training fail. Most of my friends have big stuff going on in their lives at the moment and I'm too busy working (and moaning!) to be there for them. Friend fail. And now lastly the wife fail. Seriously. Bleugh...

 Already, enough moaning. While feeling rather blue on Tuesday, I allowed myself a brief break and finally ordered some new running kicks (N.B. I can manage to order myself running shoes yet can't think of a darn thing to get G as a present...). As I hadn't managed to make it to our (formerly) local running shop in Cambridge, I decided that I might as well rely on their expertise from last year and order the same pair of trainers I've been using, the Brooks Glycerin. I absolutely love this shoe and as I was assured by the sales guy in the Brighton Sweatshop that the 10s hadn't changed, other than the aesthetics, I figured I couldn't go wrong. Then I saw that they were meant to be 'diva-pink' and was sold instantly.

 And look what arrived this morning:
Hello sexies!
My new kicks may not have cured my funk completely, but they did help to cheer me up a bit. By 3:30 I'd hit the proverbial wall, again, and decided that it was time for a head-clearing, shoe-breaking (in) run. I wrapped up warm and headed out. 


Ya know how we've been having snow? Well, the temperature said 2 degrees (Celsius that is!) when I headed out. So pretty darn close to freezing. Seeing a women, then, getting into the sea with nothing but a bathing suit on is totally normal, right? 

 So, thanks to a 6-mile run that was neither super-fast nor super-slow, my head has cleared, my Glycerin 10s were broken-in-ish and I was ready to take on the world again, or go back to work. Well, that's where I'm still... just slaving away (or pretending to as, instead, I've chosen to write this incredibly self-indulgent and whiny post for your reading pleasure. You're welcome!).
9s vs. 10s face off!

 What's your favorite motivational quote? I need some inspiration on all fronts.

Any last minute gift ideas for the hubs?
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11 comments:

  1. When it's all getting a bit much I live by the old standby: Fuck it, beer please.
    Usually when I come back to everything after giving myself a break it's all more manageable. I hope it all calms down in the next couple of days and in the meantime don't beat yourself up! x

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    1. Thanks. I follow a very similar principle... the amount of empty wine bottles in my kitchen can attest to that! Only a few more days and the work should be outta the way, then I can get on with the rest of life! ;)

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  2. I say break down your things to do in little chunks, like your training, work for an hour, then unpack a box, it will break up the work load and give the head a break. 'If you believe you can or can't - you are right'

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    1. Also you will feel like you are getting somewhere

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    2. Oh, I know I 'can', I'm just getting my a$$ whopped at the same time! ;) And the worst bit is that I don't even have an hour to unpack... but just a few more days and we should be in the clear again!

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  3. My GOD woman. Quit your complaining and just get on with it! Ha ha, only kidding ;) Sounds like a big pile o' crazy to me. So, running question. Do you ever feel sad for your old trainers when you get a new pair? I always feel like I've been through so much in mine by the time I splash out on the newbies. All of which reminds me. Must. buy. new. trainers. Once I have some money in the world again...
    x

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    1. Always there to remind me of my place, ey?! ;)
      I feel very sad for my old kicks and that's why I won't put them to rest just yet. I'll work up mileage on the new ones slowly and at the same time work down the mileage on the old ones. So they're each getting a good breaking in/going out phase. In my head, that's just fair to both pairs of shoes!

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  4. Doesn't sound like you're failing at all...maybe surviving?
    Hmm...birthday gift idea...something for running or cycling? New jacket, new gear of any kind, cycling trainer?
    My favourite quote at the moment (not sure if it's motivational though) is "The cure for anything is salt water- sweat, tears, or the sea."
    So, if the run didn't help, cry. If crying doesn't help, I guess join the lady in the sea!

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    1. Thank you! I like the way you look at that. Surviving, hells yes. I'll make that my new motto. And I absolutely love, love, love that quote. Especially being down here now, it's just so appropriate. It's going up on my screen right away!!!

      p.s. As for a present, I'm taking the man out to eat at a restaurant he's been dying to try (at least I managed to book that way ahead!). I'll prolly do a belated bday-do for him in Feb instead. ;)

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