Day 4,227—Noticing the Sunrise—

 

It was so gorgeous that it makes you want to stop and take a dozen pictures just to start, but the sunrise was better from my house when I started my run. By the time I had thrown down a few miles, it was blocked by trees, houses, and buildings, or I was just facing the wrong way. Still not an unenjoyable run. My leg and thigh started hurting like 5 miles in, and it is bothering me now as I sit here typing this. I might not be able to do a long run tomorrow, which just annoys me because I need this: I need to run. I think about the prospect of taking it easy and resting a bit, and it annoys me. At the very least, I need to slow down and walk more during my runs. I cannot keep going the way I am going and expect myself to suddenly recover.

But I am happy that people are watching my Ozark Trail video. I just realized I accidentally added an s to “trail” in the video screenshot. I could fix the cover picture pretty easily, but I don’t know what would happen if I reuploaded the video only with that change.  

On top of all that, I am not sure why everything seems impossible right now. I am struggling to even type this because my cat won’t stop trying to rub up against my hands as I am typing. I put him down, and he started to scratch my legs in protest! I guess I just need to spend more time sitting with him and giving him pets, but I am only one person, and my attention might be at capacity. Why are the weekends sometimes more stressful than the weekdays?