Sometimes life throws you curve balls. And sometimes, it's loaded with guilt.
My schedule changed this week. Sunday won't be an option for a 10-mile run day, so that will be Saturday now. I didn't end up getting my run in on Wednesday so now I have today and Friday to run in preparation for Saturday's 10-miler.
And today is suddenly out as well.
I noticed that my truck is particularly dirty and I need to make time to wash it. Also, my lawn is in need of some attention as well. With the rains coming and going, I hadn't really found it necessary to mow the lawn, or rather, hadn't found it in good enough condition to mow the lawn but it is supposed to be dry here until at least Tuesday so I need to make time to do both.
I spend two hours in my truck Tuesday through Thursday, between dropping off and picking up my two girls from their separate schools. So the time there is quite limited. Right now, I have enough time to wash the truck and mow my front lawn before I have to get ready to get my oldest, drive clear across town to get my youngest, and head home. It's fun. Really.
Nevermind my writing duties for the people who pay me. Oh yeah, and I have to ref some grad school intramural soccer games tonight.
So there goes my run.
I guess it's a good thing I'm only running my half marathon for fun. Without all these missed runs, it's hard to imagine finishing in a good time.