Groan. This is the day of which I am ashamed. I completely skipped my run. Missing a weekday is bad enough, but when I miss a Sat. I loose fully a third of my weekly mileage. I had a huge piano event today that I was kind of in charge of. I really really hate being in charge of stuff--it just does not come naturally to me at all. I'd so much rather be an enthusiastic supporter! Anyway, there were 300 piano students, 30 piano teachers, theory tests, individual performances, scales evaluations, written reports, oral reports, composer oral exams, sight-reading, duets, original compositions and a partridge in a pear tree. Ug. It went smoothly, but it was taxing making the final preparations this week. Glad it's over. I got 4 hours of sleep last night and was on my feet ALL day--from 5:15 am to 9 PM. I did not drag myself out for my 10 miler like I should have. I was in the last stage of sleep deprivation. They are 1.) tiredness 2.) grouchiness 3.) fuzzy head syndrome 4.) the weirdness, which is much like depression. Today I was in "the weirdness" after the event. I wish I had dragged myself out for at least 2 miles. As it was, I was doing well just to get in bed and pull the covers over my head.
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