Pity Party for One, Your Table is Ready

I have had some stressful days this week, and because of that, both yesterday and today I have felt like crap. 

I didn't want to run today.  And I seriously thought I might not, but then I thought that would be 2 days in a row (seeing as how I wont run tomorrow), and I just couldnt live with that.

Stress does one thing to me:  makes my HR skyrocket at the least bit of exertion.  Therefore today, even though it was cloudy and only 74 deg out due to the rain we had today, it was still humid as hell, and with the strain of said stress, I struggled badly today.  I decided to do my 4 mile route and then reassess once I got back to mi casa on whether or not to do the final mile loop.

I didnt do the final mile loop.  I stopped at 4 miles.  It is what it is.

On top of that, I woke up this morning feeling fat, bloaty, and just overall like a tub of nothing good.   Yes, pity poor old me.  Top that with not so good of events through the day and well, yeah.  By the time I went out to run, it wasn't something I was looking forward to.

I even wore a full shirt that covered my mid-section.  This my friends speaks volumes.  I DON'T wear full shirts in the summer.  It just dont happen.  :)  But I felt like if I covered up, I would be invisible maybe?

Anyway, 4 out of 5 scheduled miles got done.  Thats about it.

Now I have to try and settle myself down tonight and stay stress free tomorrow/tomorrow night so that come Saturday morning, my 15 miles wont be anything like the 4 miles I just did.

Its a good thing there isnt much food in this house...I am also a stress eater...and its gonna take a whole lot of 'embrace your hunger' this evening.  I am skipping dinner altogether...