Recovering

So as pretty much all of you know by now, we spent all last weekend shooting the beginning of our project. It went amazingly well.

I spent most of this week catching up on sleep and just generally fighting off a general malaize. Oh and also dealing with the fact that L is leaving me for another job. I am so sad that I will not have my silly friend at work anymore, but I am very happy that she will be much more appreciated at her new job than she is here. Well, except that NO ONE will appreciate her afternoon giggles as much as I have. She has saved me from perpetual boredom more often than I can even tell you.

There is not much going on here to write about. We are plugging away at Part 2 of our Project which will film in October. I am so excited about this because I am co-directing with Kathy for this go-round of filming, it should be pretty darn awesome.

And finally a running update. How exciting you say! Well it has definitely been going better. Who would have guessed that running might suck when you are PMS'ing? Gosh!
I have been definitely improving and not beating myself up if I have a bad day of it. I try to enjoy being outside early in the morning and being able to work out with my own thoughts for company. It's quite nice.

Also, thanks for all the encouragement I have been getting - here and in real life. You guys are so sweet to me!

Bubble Wrap

I've had a very odd week.

First, while preparing a costume piece for the upcoming project The Boyfriend and I are working on, I burned the inner part of my right forearm on the iron. The iron I had just used and set down and then decided to try and reach around it to grab something.

Then, I ran the vacuum cleaner over my bare feet and ripped most of the toenail off of my big-toe. The Boyfriend jumped to my rescue and wrapped band-aids around the toe before it could bleed everywhere. I didn't run the next day because my toe was still throbbing.

My teeth on the upper right side have been hurting all week, for what seems like no reason at all. I actually think this is a side effect of my allergies going crazy lately.

To finish the week (so far) while running this morning a bug flew into my mouth and lodged itself in my throat. Coughing wasn't helping, so my body decided to gag. Since I didn't have anything in my stomach I kept gagging until I threw up spit (or something that was not stomach bile because I KNOW what that tastes like).

I threw up twice.

Luckily no one was really around to see this happening, except for some woman walking her dog who walked past me right afterwards and gave me an odd look.

I didn't care.

I did cry at the end of my run because I just feel like I suck at running. I am not progressing as fast as I would like (or at all), so therefore I get really down on myself. I don't want to quit, I just want to be good at it instantly. Is that really too much to ask?

Also, could I please just lose some weight already? And could I whine about more things?