Water, draining from a bathtub
Bless me Father for I have sinned.
It’s been a long time since I’ve blogged.
I think I’ve finally figured out why, too.
For six (6) months, 24 weeks, all I thought about was the marathon…the shoes, the hills, the training, the time, my watch, the gels, the gatorade. For six months, my main focus was raising money, running, running, running. In between all of that, the Momming, the keeping kids happy and healthy, Cub Scouts, Tae Kwon Do, some sort of spiritual program…AA.
And, the running.
So, it’s been almost 2 weeks since I ran the Nike Women’s Marathon…and now…? I have nothing in my brain. I wander aimlessly around, looking at piles of shoes. Knowing I must get some…tonight. I think, I must have some plan, something to do…but, I have nothing to do. Match that with the busiest work week, and you have a depleted woman.
It’s like when an alcoholic stops drinking. The Al-Anon, or Co-dependent has only been focusing on the drinker and his drinking. So, when he stops…what is there to think about? It’s like water draining from a bathtub. Full tub, no water. You see these crazy spouses trying to heal from the over concentration on alcoholic behavior.
Which matches my brain exactly.
Next weekend, I run the Fresno Half Marathon. Half Mary. Not fond of that distance. It seems that I like either a 5K or the Marathon, and nothing in between. Getting new shoes tonight so I can fill up my tub…cuz, it’s empty, yo.
