Day 4,173—Falling Apart—

 

      Or at least that is how I feel this morning, with the basement flooding issue finally getting closer to a resolution but not resolved. For now, it is worse than it has ever been, and the washing machine has started acting strangely. The oven is still not fixed, too, which has been the easiest of these issues to cope with. I started this run late, thinking I would be fine because I wasn’t planning to run that much, but now I am behind and unmotivated, but I have to keep moving forward. There is so much to do, and I still cannot decide on a 100-mile run near the end of the year. Maybe doing one on my own wouldn’t be that bad. At least it would be free. Originally, I wanted to do one in a different state. Originally, I thought it would be much easier to participate in races in the states closer to me, but it has proven to be quite challenging to find the right race, in the right state, with the right route and date.