Bummed Out

For the last few months, I've been moving non-stop. I had a dance performance this past weekend, and practicing for that was rather grueling. The luckiest of us ended up with hurt knees and one unlucky team member had a sprained ankle. I thought my trip to Vegas would give my body a break, but instead, I spent days walking up and down the strip. I even went to Spa Castle last week, where I soaked in hot tubs and tried to soothe my super-tight muscles under the jets, but it still wasn't enough.

So I've been waiting for months to give my body a rest and kept telling myself "after the show..." Except that as soon as I had time to breathe when the show was over, I realized that this week is the Chase Corporate Challenge, a 3.5-mile run in Central Park. I signed up with my co-workers a few months back and completely forgot about it. I was excited at the time and thought it'd be fun to get out and run a few miles in the nice weather. Now that it's here, I'm not seeing the fun in it at all. I wrote to a friend of mine who runs regularly and has been in a couple of marathons, and she gave me tips to get my mind and body ready in such a short time, but I'm still a bit panicky.

I'm not worried about the running itself, a few hours to listen to music and run without any distractions is not a bad thing at all. And even with my hurt knee, I know I can make it through (thank goodness my team captain bought us all knee braces last week).

No, the real problem is having this sneak up on me when I thought I'd get to be a lazy bum. I was looking forward to spending time sitting and laying down with little reason to move. And now, instead, I have to run 3.5 miles when I could be eating ice cream and watching tv.

Oh well, maybe next week I'll get to bum out.