So you know how most of the time when Friday comes along you are all, "Wooooo! It's Friday! Woooo! It's the weekend!"? Today I am not like that. The thought of what is due to happen upon me finishing work today is making me feel ill. And I mean ill as in sick... and I mean sick as in the throw up way, not the "Dude, that's sick!" way.
The Sun Run is on Sunday... and I am completely not enthused about it. It is like I held a brainstorming session about what I could subject myself to that would make me feel completely miserable... and this was the big winner. BARF. I am going for a training run in about 30 mins with some ladies from work... and while I enjoy their company greatly, I do not enjoy this running business anymore. NOT. AT. ALL.
Ugh. I do enjoy the fact that upon reaching 4:30pm this afternoon it means I do not have to work for the next 2 days... but overall I am still not looking forward to it. Allow me to use a metaphor to further illustrate this point:
It is like someone just gave me $20 for no reason, and I'm all "SWEEEET!"... and then they hit me in the face with a giant piece of lumber and now I'm all "Well, THAT sucked."
Yes. It is just like that.
***UPDATE***
It was not so bad running after work. It was kind of nice. I am a big baby. Also, I just looked out my window and there is some major blizzard action going on out there. WTF? This shit is crazy! Only David Suzuki can save us now...
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