24. Chicago. music. science. soccer. microbrews.
I’ve had my headphones in most of the day at work and it wasn’t enough to keep me in my weekend happy place even for an hour.
spent the last 6 hours drinking at our favorite outdoor hangouts. this is how every Sunday should be: DRUNK.
I was going to write up a post making fun of the idiots who run the Tough Mudder and think it’s like the equivalent to the Vietnam War or something (there was one in the Chicagoland area this weekend so it’s all over the facebook) but I’m trying to be a nicer person so instead I’ll slam myself about my half marathon today. I really need to stop showing up to races late/not early enough because trying to catch up to people of my own ability is starting to take its toll. I started off way too fast today passing the masses of people and I’m not used to like actually needing to drink water while running because of heat yet so I basically had to choose slowing WAY down around the 8 mile mark over passing out and/or puking all over someone. I only finished 7 seconds behind my January half but my last 6.5 was 3 minutes slower than my first 6.5 which is not okay. None of this actually matters but now I’ll probably end up spending the $90 on the half that’s in June because I’m a masochist and I’ll torture myself all of marathon training season if I start it with a mediocre half. woof.