For the past two months I’ve felt that I’m spinning my wheels. With everything – not getting any where career wise, wedding planning wise, and being in general lazy.
Well, this weekend I had a slue of breakthroughs. It was nice being in Vermont, visiting family, getting drunk like I was 21 again with a recently unengaged pal of mine, and just relaxing. And of course running marathon #3 but that’s a separate post.
I got a new freelance gig. A longer term thing, I applied to dozens other. But this one should work out – it’s a lot of work, erring on the side of nearly fulltime writing, but it’s helping me be a better writer. Granted, my first assignment was writing a lot of DIY websites on stuff that I really had no idea what to write about (for instance, how to install bi-fold french doors…I know right? I’m not exactly Tim the Toolman’s sister…). But regardless, it pays. It’s making me a better writer and for that I can’t ask much more can I? Now if I can just get better at managing my time.
I started my wedding invitations, fiance and I will be working on them more this weekend. They’re tedious but not nearly as difficult as I thought they’d be. Of course if I was smarter than the paper cutter I got from Michael’s – thank you Martha Stewart – work might get done faster. Also, yesterday my mom and I picked out her Mother of the Bride dress. This comes on the heels of finding out my step mother got her dress first but whatever.
I ran the marathon. I finished. I PR’ed (as per my tweets) and I was smiling the entire last two miles. Nothing made me happier than having my dad and beloved Papa cheering me on at the finish line. The only thing that could have made it better was if Fiance himself had been there. My knee is still a little sore, I’m going to give myself a few days before I decide if I’m going to do Philly or not in November but if I do? I’m shooting for a 5 hour marathon – crazy how in THREE marathons I went from 7:00:15 to 5:53:30 to 5:31:34. I mean…seriously, awesome.
In other news, my puppykins is nursing a sore leg. The little tank Molly got T-boned by a big ole yellow lab yesterday and hasn’t really put weight on her back leg since. I’m hoping and praying it’s a sore muscle and not a torn ACL because that will be expensive and well….we can’t afford any more major puppy costs, I want my dogs to stay healthy for a change!
In lieu of my training and nursing my own knee back to health, I’m taking up some yoga in my free time. I need something and in another week or two I’ll pick spinning back up. Need to keep on my weight loss roll so that I can schedule my fittings for the end of June.
All in all, aside from the annoying old lady I sat next to on the trip back to DC last night who kept elbowing me, it was an amazing trip home. There were definitely a few downer parts, but I’ll blog about those later.
