Monday Cliche

I can tell it is Monday with every fiber of my being. And while yes, I realize how cliché it is to complain about a Monday, it has been too hectic to not even receive a mention.

Work so far today (knocking repeatedly on wood, hoping for the best) is not nearly as bad as last week…but it is after all only Monday. I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

I plan to run after work today. I imagine I will make it .4 miles before my heart starts racing and I have to freaking walk. Stupid vaso-spasm. It is making things difficult. I did really love feeling more alert today and the soreness from all the sit ups I have started, and the return to running – well, it is good in a strange way. It gives me energy and makes me happy...even if I am not running very far.