A Marathon of Rest

Monday was my first official day of my marathon training. It was a rest day. I found out I can rest with the best of 'em! If this was a marathon of all the shows already taped on my new DVR, or a marathon of unpacking, I might stand a chance of winning!

I actually spent most of the day catching up on work since I took Friday off to move to a new apartment. In the evening, I watched "The Next Food Network Star" with a friend of mine who also cooked me a fantastic dinner. On the way home, I stopped and purchased a cookie the size of my face. I figured I would need the fuel since I had to start (sigh) actually running on Tuesday.

In addition to the previously mentioned move, an event that was a lot more complicated than planned, but still awesome, I also managed to overbook myself with work. Yesterday I had to squeeze in my 3 mile run between finishing my work at 5:45pm and a meeting with friends about 7:30pm.

I drove the half mile from my new house to the gym. I am not proud of this. I fully realize that I could have run to the gym and back and knocked out one of those miles. Yet, I had been so busy during the day that I hadn't so much as stepped outside and I was under the assumption that it was hot. I'm a fairly moody runner, and yesterday, running in a cool air conditioned space watching Emril cook something on a monitor above my head while listening to my iPod blaring in my ears seemed like a much better idea than frying in the early evening sun.