Have I enough oomph to make at least Tired Tuesday Post before I retire for the evening? I hope the answer is yes, but we shall see. I had a certain amount of oomph earlier, which I used to get a few things done before rehearsal for The Man in the Bowler Hat, the play I am in at Ilion Little Theatre (preview of coming attractions). As I drove home, of course I remembered several things I did not get done, but I can’t do everything, after all.
I went for a walk before work this morning. It was not a very long walk, but I assured myself that was not important. The important thing was that I walked. Likewise, my run this afternoon was short. It seems odd that I can only manage such short bouts of exercise after training for and running the Utica Boilermaker 15K in July, but so it is. I feel that once again I am starting over.
I ran by this sign on today’s run.
I throw in a picture to pep things up. Regular readers know how I love to enter where it says not to. Don’t worry; I never do it when I am driving.
Earlier today I thought of posting as my Facebook status, “How many times is one allowed to start over? Asking for a friend.” I just imagined people would respond with encouraging words, but of course you never know. In the end, I did not take the chance.
I see I have attained 250 words without mentioning that the reason I am so down is that I spent part of rehearsal thinking, “Oh, wait till I tell Steve about that!” I know this is something I will have to deal with for the rest of my life. I will, I am sure, learn how to deal with it eventually. In the meantime, I may just continue to mention it occassionally in a blog post.
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