Yesterday's run felt good. It was my first time going at it since I'd been sick, but nothing felt out of whack. My stride felt right. The pace was good, and I felt strong through the finish. I was really happy about how well it went. I needed a good run.
Today was a rest day, and I was quite thankful for that. I got back to my room after class, and sat down on my bed to play the crossword puzzle. I ended up falling asleep on top of it, and I would have slept straight through my staff meeting at the gym if my friend hadn't called me asking if I wanted to grab dinner.
The semester's winding down, and I'm really looking forward to being done with class. The weather's so nice, all I want to do is be outside, whether it be running or just sitting on the mall (our version of a quad) and relaxing. The sunny weather totally kills all motivation to actually go to class, but someone I've been managing to drag myself.
I've got a 30 minute run scheduled for tomorrow. I'm hoping the expected rain will hold off until I can get my run in. Running in the rain means no iPod, and I'm not a fan of running without it.
As for the things falling into place, they might not be quite there yet, but they're getting there. Running makes everything better. Clears my mind. I can't really focus on much else when I'm self-talking to get up a hill. In reality, it was all pretty minor stuff that was upsetting me. In a few more days, with a few more runs, my mind will be totally clear again.
P.S. 18 days til my celebratory "YAY we survived finals" week at the beach!